Mamarati

I made an eggless banana bread today and it turned out not half bad. (Does that also mean not half good?)

I was a little afraid of a couple of the bananas, though. They seemed just a bit off. I mean, when you’re cooking with overripe (rotten) things, how do you know when you’ve gone too far?

It’s a very dense loaf. I’d take a picture but my boyfriend went on a trip to the Faroe Islands and took my camera, leaving behind his janky piece of shit that I don’t even know how to run.

In other news, I gotta go get the kiddo. Don’t let me forget to talk about the nervous breakdown I had last night over Day 4 foods. And about his suspension from school.