Regan and I chatted briefly (too briefly) last week during one of the rare moments when her internet was working. Boo on you, Nigerian internet providers. She told me she had just made a banana cake, probably from bananas growing in her yard or somewhere equally local and fresh, and it made me hungry for a baked good of my own. I bet my bananas were not picked ripe from the tree, and I wonder if her bananas looked like this:
The best banana bread comes from overly-ripe, almost trash-can worthy bananas. I usually don't have too many black bananas sitting around, but when a few go bad, I just stick them in my tiny freezer until the mood strikes me to bake them into something more appetizing.
At least spring has arrived at the florist. Do we have these flowers in America, and if so, does anyone know what they're called?
Regan, I can't wait to see pics of your banana cake. It sounds so creative and I bet it was delicious!