I have lost my cooking mojo. It disappeared when I was pregnant and was seasick 24hrs a day, it hid after the miscarriage when I straight up didn’t want to do ANYTHING, and it hasn’t returned. But, tonight at approximately 5pm, when I should have been cooking dinner, I looked at the nasty-ass brown bananas that I had been saving for Chef Dave to bake up – and my mojo returned (somewhat) in the form of banana choc chip muffins. It was almost surely my mojo or the fact that I couldn’t stand those bananas hanging around any longer.