Today I made banana bread. My mom made it for us all the time at home. I make it pretty often, too. It is a favorite of Benjamin's, so sometimes I make it for him and take it or send it to him at school. Mom always put nuts in hers. I never bother. Still, it is like a piece of my childhood that I have shared with my family. I love a slice when the bread is still warm. It crumbles if you slice it too early, but I really don't mind. The smell is the best! Well, one of my favorites anyway - right up there with baking cinnamon rolls or chocolate chip cookies. As Alan Jackson put it in one of his songs, "A piece of my childhood, not to be forgotten..."
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