Cooked Banana Pudding Novels & Stories

food. Pancakes, hotdogs, longganisa, tocino, croissants, garlic shrimp, beef Wellington, bacon, bread rolls, pork loin, fried rice, adobo, menudo, glazed ham, cheesecake, pecan pie, cordon bleu, fruit and veggie salads, rice, brownies, and all kinds of fruit drinks. My jaw almost hit the floor. Was it somebody’s birthday? A fiesta? Or maybe they were prepping for a royal banquet?

Mia will have to wait until I'm back. “Oh my gosh! Noah! You have got to try this.” I say spooning him a bit of my banana bread Sundae. Fresh warm Banana bread topped with cinnamon ice cream, whipped cream, nuts, a little caramel, and naturally a cherry. I scoop it into his mouth and he moans weirdly as I stare at him waiting for his verbal response. “Holy crap. I should have ordered that.” he says through a full mouth chewing it all and swallowing “Seriously, that's the best damn thing I've ever eaten”

Rich, fruity ones loaded with sugar and topped with melting butter. Retrieving one of Juliet’s cookbooks from the pantry, I flip through recipes as I wait for the coffee. Banana nut? No bananas in the house. I could do apple muffins. Or peach. Or blueberry with preserves from the cellar. Turning the page, a recipe for pineapple carrot muffins catches my eye. Those sound good, I think, wandering into the pantry to see if fortune favors me and there’s a can of crushed pineapple there.

“The Alpha had them delivered, and we were told to be creative with them.” I bit into one and was surprised at the taste. “Bananas?” “Yes, they’re made with ripe bananas, among other healthy things,” she beamed at me, nodding eagerly. I couldn’t help the smile that stretched my lips, “He thought of everything, didn’t he? The cottage, the comfort food…” “And you have not even seen the nursery yet, Luna Jade,” another one let out excitedly. “Oh, but I thought it was already done?” I argued, smiling even bigger at the thought of getting more surprises.

Then there was banana pudding, sweet potato pie and bread, peach cobbler, blueberry dumpling, and a strawberry cheesecake. “Oh God Mrs. Nelson...” “Eula" “Ok Eula, I can tell you right now, you didn't lie I am pretty sure I am now addicted to Southern food, well not Southern I am addicted to your food. I will definitely have my son tell me when you're in town, so I can come back just to enjoy your food, thank you so much for all of this.” Mr. Jamison said as he rubbed his bloated stomach as Mrs. Jamison looked like she swallowed a lemon. “Don't you think you're over exaggerating, the food was good, but there was nothing healthy about any of the food here. I can see why they are all…” Mrs. Ja

I ate in silence as they talked about something from the pack, and when I took my first bite of banana pudding, I couldn't help but groan in pleasure. “This is delicious,” I said without a filter and looked at the triplets. All three of them saw me with golden eyes, and on their faces there was a clear expression of hunger. I swallowed hard.

(Grocery shopping ) Two hours later and Kathleen found herself at Marcos convenience store shopping for a tub of ice cream and lasagna sheets as she offered to cook her boss a meal, her hands skimmed over a bunch of bananas to check if it was overriped which was perfect to get a discount on even though she could afford it—it was a die hard habit she couldn't get rid of no matter how hard she tried. Grayson appeared out of nowhere with a boxes of prepackaged dumplings with excitement written all over his face, ‘Can you imagine this babe?? Who knew they made things like these??'.

I removed the foils carefully and stared at the breakfast spread before me in amazement. On one plate there was an apple that was sliced and constructed to look like a Swan. Every slice so thin and precise, layered one behind the other, the Swan’s beak was carved into the edge of the fruit. The seed as the eye. Two carved pineapple slices on a stick with melon, kiwi, and strawberry fused like beautiful flowers. I opened the other and there was the brown bread that was spread with peanut butter and topped with slices of banana. A stuffed omelet cupcake sat beside that which looked equally appetizing.

Everything I could give is everything you couldn't take --Flashback "You liked chopped banana on milk?" my seatmate with spiky hair asked. "Yeah," I nodded. "Oh, same," I caught the cheerfulness in his voice. "Do you want to try this Korean Banana milk? It's more convenient than chopping bananas every day." His chiseled jawline curved with a smile. He inserted the straw before offering the pack to me. He patiently waited for my reaction as I took a sip.

Pancake, coffee, scrambled egg, fried rice, hotdog, and fresh slices of apple, mango, strawberries, and grapes. “I have a present for you,” “What is it?” And as Keatton turned around. He saw Damon holding the glass where his cum and saliva are mixed in it. “What is that? Why are they bubbling? Daddy and kinda seemed familiar.?” He said. He was squinting his eyes as he looked intently at it.