Rotten bananas. The great thing about rotten bananas is they smell good. Think about it…how many rotten things can you say that about? Not a whole lot. I seem to have rotten bananas around a lot; sometimes it’s planned, sometimes it’s not.
Pete is happy when he sees and/or smells this fabulous fruit because to him it means one thing and one thing only -banana bread. He knows that in a day or two his daily snack (yes, I pack him daily snacks. Have you seen him lately? He needs the calories.) will be banana bread. For me, making banana bread ranks right up there with boxed brownies – whip it together and throw it in the oven. And tada!