I opened our van door and smelled the bananas I’d forgotten I’d put in there for snacks last week. They hadn’t rotted, not yet. But they were too soft to eat. Usually I freeze brown bananas until I’m ready to bake bread, but I had four active boys in our home — and our dog, who’d been sticker-ed, needed a break. So I made banana bread to slow their pace.
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