I’m embarassed to tell you I made this last Tuesday. And aside from the little scoop I gave Carter after lunch, I ate the whole pan myself. By Thursday I posted this on my Facebook status:
I need a banana puddin’ intervention. Specifically, one that prevents the spoon from going into my mouth.
Nobody helped me, so I had to finish it.
Mmmmmmmm…creamy banana goodness, vanilla crunch and smooth, velvety pudding– the ultimate comfort food. I’m afraid to make it again…