BFF’s Mum was a White Jamaican. She’d cook us plantain bread for breakfast.

Now – I was born in Singapore. We had a banana tree in the garden and guess who’d steal and eat the bananas (?)

To this VERY day – I hate bananas. Unless – they’re mashed on toasted brown bread with Heinz salad cream. WTF?

But Marilyn’s plantain bread was a little tooooo more-ish.

Even with a stooooopid teenager or several and their hangovers from hell/where are the headache pills?/ OK. I’ll just stuff my face with this then. Thank you :o)