I can’t think of many things which beat the taste of freshly baked banana bread. Well, that’s a lie, winning the lottery must be pretty awesome, but seeing as I’ve never won and you can’t actually eat pound notes (I suppose you … Continue reading
‘I love your bananas Auntie Claudie.’ A prized compliment from my two year old nephew Xander, but unfortunately given about the only thing I hadn’t cooked. Luckily, there was Hector, Xander’s brother, who seemed to appreciate my Banana Butterscotch pudding … Continue reading
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