Last night Danny told me we needed to talk. “An intervention of sorts” is what he said. I was scared. I thought he knew I had just taken a pull from the NyQuil bottle in the upstairs bathroom.
Turns out, he had come across my stash of bananas in the back of the refrigerator. I’ve been saving them with the intention of making banana bread one day. Sue me.
Danny: Honey. Seriously. What in the fuck!!!
Me: I’m gonna make banana bread.
Danny: How many bananas do you think you need to make bread?
Me: I don’t know. 4 or 5?
Danny: You have 10!! 10 rotting bananas!!!
Me: 2 loaves then.
Danny: No. We’re throwing them away. I’ll just buy some banana bread next time I go to the store, okay?
Me: Fine. Pick up some NyQuil too. We’re almost out.
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ReplyDeleteLOL! Better in the fridge than the counter where I tend to let them sit! Well, at least until the fruit flies manage to drag them off.... :0)
ReplyDeleteput them in the freezer. Just beware of falling frozen bananas, they can break a toe.
ReplyDeleteAs mentioned above, the freezer is the way to go. If you're really on top of your game, peel the bananas first and then cut them into chunks. Then freeze them. It makes it much easier when it's time to make the banana bread.
ReplyDeleteFreezer it is ladies - good looking out!
ReplyDeleteFreezer huh, good idea,I'll let the wifey know.
ReplyDeleteToo funny! I have the opposite problem; my husband and children keep eating all of our bananas before they go soft enough for me to make banana bread or banana muffins with them. *sigh*
ReplyDeleteBeen there! Great blog and I'll be back!
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