Treats for appetites of every size
I’m pretty sure my roommate buys bananas exclusively so that I’ll turn them into banana bread. They sit in our fruit bowl, largely untouched, until there are only three left and they’re all brown. At which point I don’t really have a choice in the matter, since my banana bread recipe just happens to call for exactly three overripe bananas.
This post marks exactly (well, 2 days from exactly) 1 year of SMiLes by Meg. In deciding what to make to mark this occasion, I wanted to go big. I wanted to make something that was quintessentially me. And I wanted it to be crazy complex and impressive to look at and eat. But then I became paralyzed. What would I make? What recipe would fulfill everything I wanted it to do and more? I couldn’t decide.