There they laid, softening, freckled with age spots. They had reached the point of no return. No one would want them in this state of moldering. A hand reached out to snatch them from the counter and deposit them into the trash. But the magic word . . . muffin sent that hand into retreat.
The cookbook is opened to a curdled page. No longer is the page slick and shiny, but instead gritty from flour or other items that have fallen on it in the past. No longer does it lie flat, but instead ripples of paper rise up to meet the hand who tries to smooth it down. Here is the tried and true formula for aging bananas.
Stir together dry ingredients, make a well for the wet ingredients, mix. A short time later the oven delivers a delightful morning treat.
Not everything that ages needs to be tossed aside. Yum!