Our Ecuadorian neighbours moved away. I recalled the time we were invited to breakfast and Pillar made plantain for us. It was different and potato-like but slightly sweet and appealing for early nosh.
They were great neighbours and Big Brother loved to go say hi every chance he could.
I bought a plantain to try making it for breakfast, as the original dish was now gone along with its maker. I sliced the firm flesh and fried it in just a swirl of oil. An egg gave me protein. Nobody else at the table was too keen on trying the plantain, suited me just fine because I thought they were good.