It's a Curly One. Day 36, 56 To Go...

...or 20 or maybe a hundred by the time I'm done. Dried bananas. Too easy. As with all dried fruit, the heat and air sucks out the moisture, leaving a much higher concentration of flavour together with that oh-so-satistying chew.

I love a good chew. Perhaps I was a cow in a former life. I have no shame. They are revered by many as a symbol of wealth, strength, abundance and a full earthly life. I'd chew all that any day.

Dried bananas, after a really good chew, get really creamy too. Sweet, chewy, creamy, dreamy. Hello! And goodbye for now. 

Except to say that if you don't have a dehydrator, there's no need to go 'nanas. A very low oven left on, well, for a very long time, works just as well - but cut them into thin slices for faster drying.

Then you just jar them up and then hide them from your partner, the kids and the dog as they also like to chew.

Do you have a favourite dried fruit and how do you best enjoy it?

Foodliterary Regards,

Julia Svoice

(Julia Hebaiter in Another Life)

FoodLit Writer, Feel-Good Food Lover & Storyteller
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