Vintage Recipes

Several days ago, my family bought a hand of bananas, as we're apt to do. As is also our usual habit, we tend to forget them, despite the banana hanger sitting in a spot in the kitchen where it's remarkably hard to miss when full. Three days ago, I finally remembered to have one for lunch. Very ripe but entirely edible, it occurred to me that the rest of the hand is not long for this world. What to do?

Well, that was pretty simple:


( A Harrowing Tale of Impulsive Baking Behind the Cut... )