Growing up, I remember any time we had bananas that were too brown, I would beg my dad to make banana bread. We would get out that red and white checkered Betty Crocker cookbook, gather all the ingredients and make banana bread together. It had that special sugary sweet taste with a little bit of “we didn’t use a box to bake this” pride added in. It was the only thing I enjoyed cooking with my dad (who cooked everything, all the time).
The first time I made these muffins, I was instantly brought back to that Betty Crocker Banana Bread. All the feels came with it. While I haven’t had that bread in years, these taste just like I remember it. Actually, The Dad in this house said “these taste just like banana bread” when he first had one….