Woot! I managed to make a tiny dent in my freezer banana stash! And by tiny, I mean *tiny*. As in, three bananas down, out of twent- two total. Twenty-two bananas, that’s just ridiculous. And the only way to keep that pile from growing is to do all the grocery shopping myself. If the hubster does it, he buys another 8 bananas. Every single week.
So this is what you do with that stale loaf of challah bread. Whaaat, you don’t have a stale loaf? Because you ate it all? I know, I know, it’s good stuff. I had to hide our second loaf, my husband and I polished off the first one in a space of an evening. Okay, maybe it was half gone when he got home, whatever. So, go make some more challah, and let’s get on with the show. The Bread Pudding show.