My parents will be here this coming weekend. In honor of my father's birthday yesterday, I am making his favorite dessert: Banana Pudding (with *real* Nilla wafers only, please). As I was slicing the bananas and admiring how even the slices were, I had a very distinct memory wash over me. I clearly recall being awed by my mother's ability to get her banana slices so even. Even as a teenager, mine were all wonky and weird. I asked her how she did it, and she told me that once I got a little older and had had a little more practice, mine would be even, too. They're still not perfect, but they are much improved. Thanks, Mom!
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