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It was better than dessert, anyway, watching Gerri concoct the 1950s classic sautéing the bananas in a pan with butter, rum, brown sugar and banana liqueur and ladling the caramelized fruit over big scoops of French-vanilla ice cream. Kathi and Susie were entranced with the dish, from the execution to the last creamy drop of melted ice cream.
There's no other restaurant quite like EBT, we all agreed. In fact, we decided there ought to be a second one, using whatever artifacts Crosby Kemper still has stashed away. Maybe it could be downtown. EBT Restaurant EBT Restaurant