The moment a real cruller was experienced came at a small bakery on a cold Saturday morning, standing beside a grandmother while the windows fogged from the warmth inside. A simple hand-off and a quiet smile were all it took and that bite .
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There's a memory I keep coming back to every time I make these pancakes.
It was a rainy Sunday morning, and I had three very ripe bananas sitting on the counter â way too soft to eat, but practically begging to be baked into something.
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