Nuts to Bananas
There was a science teacher in here the other day who was giving out these handouts that listed the many virtues of the humble banana. It would appear that eating a banana a day is the sure cure to anything and everything that ails you. Yeah, all right, I get it. Bananas are good for you. Now leave me alone.
I don't like bananas. Oh, I can eat them in the right circumstances, like sliced in a bowl and buried in sour cream (with sugar on top), or sliced into a bowl of otherwise flavorful cereal. I can sometimes eat banana-flavored things, like a smoothie. (But banana-flavored Bonomo's Turkish Taffy, for those of you of an age to remember it, was gross. Remember SMACK IT AND CRACK IT?) But I digress.
I brought a banana with me for a mid-morning snack yesterday, and again today, because if they're that damn good for you, then I can eat one a day, because I Am A Big Girl Now. I peeled open today's number and it was all bruised inside. I had to throw it away before I threw up.
What is the deal with bananas? Are you supposed to eat them all soft and icky like that? I can force myself to eat a banana if it is absolutely perfect and unblemished under the skin, but these are hard to find, and of course, once you know it's bruised -- because you opened it -- it's kind of useless to anyone else. It's the just-past-ripe and anything older than that banana that revolts me. I can't stand the smell or the texture. Why is the whole world raving about these disgusting, smelly, yellow and brown torpedoes?
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And then I went to lunch, and one after another, each of my pals pulled a banana out of his or her lunch bag. Which launched a discussion of who can eat bananas just ripe, very ripe, refrigerated, etc. Which discussion was followed by the real topic of the day, which was the headline-making news of yesterday concerning the governor of New York.
Now, not everyone of you will have heard this story to death, as we have in this area, but in brief, the governor of New York, a man named Eliot Spitzer, was known for years as a tireless campaigner against corruption of all kinds, a crusading Attorney General. Among other things, he broke up a couple of major prostitution rings. So yesterday, of course, it came out that he has been patronizing very expensive call girls, if not for years and years, at least since he became governor. Can you spell "hypocrite"?
Anyway, quite the story, with some interesting sidebars. As it turned out, R had met Eliot Spitzer Friday night -- yes, this past Friday night -- at an educational conference she was working at and that he was speaking at. It seems that after he spoke, R and her boss had to show the governor and his entourage to a small conference room, get them coffee, etc., and R found that the gov was, somewhat creepily, ogling her chest. So she knew he was a sleaze before everybody else.
The other thing is that I've read several headlines about how the Lieutenant Governor, who would take over if Spitzer resigns, would be New York's first black governor. Uh, hello? Might it be significant that he would be anyplace's first blind governor? I would think that would get a mention in a headline or two.
Anyway, it's getting late now, close to Beauty and the Geek time. Gotta go get my jammies on.
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It's more noticeable that the Lt Gov would be the first black governor because America is still hung up on race. But I think it's cool that if Spitzer resigns, a blind guy will be governor!! Also, that's kind of creepy your daughter was ogled by Spitzer. Ewww.
ReplyDeleteI can't eat bananas unless they have just a twinge of green left on them, and the skin is still thick. Anything more ripe grosses me out. I haven't had a banana in forever. They're just not my thing.
I think you're the first person who talks about bananas they way I do. It's almost 39 years since I last went near a banana. I know when it was because I was in the first trimester of my first pregnancy and the fruit was fragrantly past its prime. If I smell one now, there I am again, newly pregnant and perpetually nauseated.
ReplyDeleteI can't stand the smell of bananas they make me nauseous. I won't eat them period, unless they are mashed up and mixed into something such as banana bread or my banana pancake recipe which doesn't really taste all that banana. Occassionally I can hide half of one in a smoothie, but even then I have to force it down. I've never loved them, especially if there are actually chuncks. icky
ReplyDeleteI like bananas but only when they're perfect. Your description was too funny.
ReplyDeleteIf he's always been blind he may not even think of himself as a color. (PS I eat an apple a day. It's easier)
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