Sigh, writing the title of this post, thinking about this book that we read to the kids about a million times back when they were little people. *sniff*
Okay, let me get it together!
We have a banana bread recipe that I got from my co-worker Erin, and we all love it and it's so delicious and we make it probably too often (since it's basically cake).
A few weeks ago, Tod decided he'd make the banana bread. It came out of the oven kinda not the right color. I taste it. It's, um, kinda dry? I think about it and ask "Did you put the oil in?"
D'oh! No oil = Sahara Desert-like banana bread.
Yesterday, Amy decided to make banana bread. She teased her Dad about it, saying she'd remember to put the oil in when she made it. It came out of the oven really not the right color. Or height. I think about it. "Did you put the baking soda in?"
D'oh! No baking soda = flat, spongy banana bread, just so you know.
On the plus side, I'm like the Sherlock Holmes of figuring out the missing ingredient in banana bread now.
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