I promised no non-food chatter, but this relates…
In the morning over breakfast there was a bang.
Hubby jumped. He exclaimed, what was that?!
I shrugged and offered: Maybe some work at the neighbours’?
He replied, No! I saw the oven door open and shut.
Ah, sez I, that must be the banana.
He’s baffled. I’m baffled that he’s baffled.
And the brandy, I added, which didn’t help.
Brandy baked banana (with some brown sugar sprinkled over) set under the broiler went kaboom as it exploded into sauce.
Food that detonates. Gotta love it.
It’s food with a bang built in. 
