The banana bread I was making was in the oven when my 16-year-old came into the kitchen where the family had gathered.
“That bread smells about done don’t you think, Mom?” he asked.
I told him I had set the timer and it was fine.
A little later he repeated his suggestion. “Mom, I really think that loaf is done. Maybe you should check it.”
Always quick to come to my defense, my 13-year-old son said, “Eddie, Mom’s been burning that banana bread for years now.
I think she knows when to take it out.”