My sister’s in-laws were in town from Texas for a few days so culinary tensions were high in our house, as were the expectations. We had just finished a lovely dinner of steaks grilled by Jeff with steamed green beans and sautéed asparagus when all of a sudden we realized there was nothing sweet at the end of the tunnel! Molly and I appreciate a good dessert, so we’ll usually have at least one on hand when guests are over. Without a moment to waste, I excused myself from the table and scoured the kitchen for ideas. Eureka! Molly had recently told me a story of a celebrity chef that held a dinner party. His dessert didn’t arrive or his dog ate it. I’m not clear on the details. Anyway, he made his go-to dessert when in crisis, which was flambéed bananas. This was my solution. It was perfect because we had bananas, brown sugar, and a cognac on hand. I whipped them up in no time at all and had Molly turn out the lights. I brought them in, set them alight, and graciously received my “ohs” and “ahs.” This was shortly followed by mention of diabetes and my homemade Grand Marnier whipped cream tasting too alcoholic (no such thing!) Nevertheless, the whole experience taught me a valuable lesson. When life hands you lemons, make Limoncello!
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