Dan and I both love eating bananas for breakfast, but we can never seem to eat the entire bunch fast enough. Honestly, it feels like there’s always a point in the week where I walk by the fridge and catch a whiff of over-ripe banana, even if we don’t actually have any bananas lying around. Yes, I suffer from Phantom Banana Syndrome. This week was no exception — we bought a huge bunch of green bananas at BJs, let them ripen for a few days, ate them steadily throughout the week, and by Saturday there were four brown/mushy things fermenting on top of the fridge. Wonderful. It’s a good thing Dan and I both like banana-based desserts. With four large bananas screaming to be...
