Bananas.

Rachel left for a quick overnight trip yesterday to see Carrie and Megan and gave me two tasks.

1. Design Carrie's new blog. Done.
2. Get rid of the eight over ripe bananas on her counter. Done.

I didn't eat them. I can't stand a banana with a spot. My discriminating taste knows that a banana with spots is too mushy to be eaten all by itself. I rarely buy bananas because I know that there will be a small window of only two days where the banana is the appropriate amount of ripe for me to consume. When I lived with Erica, I would try to get them eaten and if I couldn't, I'd pass it off to her because she would eat them only with spots.

The more I talk to people about bananas, the more I find that lots of people have strong feelings about the appropriate proportion of spots for consumption. I'm sure you have an opinion too.

I used to tell my students in KCK that they were driving me bananas. This phrase doesn't mean much to ESL students so they just called me "Bananas" instead. Las cuatas (twins) still call me Bananas when we talk on the phone or when they text message me. I think it is endearing. I love those crazy girls.

Now here's what I did with all those bananas.

Banana-Walnut Chocolate Chunk Cookies I used chocolate chips because I can't justify eight dollars for chocolate to put in cookies. I plan on delivering some of these to a very special new mommy and her baby C.K.H. this week. Bananas used: 1.5.


Morning Glory Muffins I'm really looking forward to having these around for breakfast in the next week. I left out dates and used golden raisins and craisins instead. The recipe is from Cooking Light and has wheat flour and flax seed on top. And they don't taste healthy. Bananas used: 2.5.


Orange Banana Bread This recipe calls for nuts, but I always omit. I have made this bread for about three years because it is healthy but so doesn't taste that way. It's like the only food I ever made that Clark McCracken would eat at Northwest. He was pick-y. Saving this bread for a teacher at school who was in a terrible car accident with her teenage son. Hoping they like it too. Bananas used: 4.


Call me crazy, but I think my kitchen smells like bananas. And I'm afraid it might stay that way for a couple of days.