The sun pretty much rises and sets in our house around banana bread. I make it at least once a week and David and dorothy eat it almost every morning for breakfast. We’re down to the last peice and i’m not quite up to baking yet. So David asked if it was something he could do
So I sat at the kitchen table and talked him through all the steps. He measured and stirred and was very dilligent about following my instructions and trying to understand what he was doing
Until it was time to crack the eggs
He was a little suprised by them, and since he prefers to not be near eggs, he did a very good job.
He got it into the oven and cleaned up everything. I couldn’t be prouder