These bars are incredibly delicious, so much so that I made and sent them in care packages to the girls during their college years. The first time, I frosted them before mailing, which meant the girls pretty much just licked the frosting off the plastic wrap that covered the bars when they opened their package o' love. After that, I sent the bars unfrosted and included a container of store-bought cream cheese frosting for them to frost the bars themselves. Frosted or not, these bars taste like "home."

This bread is everything banana bread should be: golden and crunchy on the outside; moist, dense and flavorful on the inside. Jim doesn't like bananas or anything that tastes remotely close to bananas, so this treat is mine and mine alone. (Okay, I share with anyone else in the house who wants a piece, but luckily that's only Brianna most of the time.)