Wait, what? Who doesn’t like bananas? Even with a donut around I’ll just eat both.
I get why it may not be anyone’s favorite fruit (the taste is pretty mild), but bananas seem like the kind of thing everyone at least appreciates. At my company whenever there was free fruit day the bananas would go first (and tons of apples would sit there).
When I was a kid, the taste of bananas would make me gag. I even met others who didn’t like the taste of bananas, and even people who reluctantly ate bananas, despite the fact that they didn’t particularly like them. They were just guilted into eating them because bananas were advertised as being very healthy.
When I was in college, I saw a really beautiful young woman take a banana from the cafeteria line, and I thought: “Well… maybe I could try eating bananas. After all, they’re healthy for you, aren’t they?” (Advertisers are well aware of the impact beautiful people have on selling products.)
So I tried eating a banana. I gagged repeatedly on my first few bananas, but eventually I was able to consume bananas without gagging.
And once I ate a banana and realized how tasty it was, I figured my banana-hating curse was over. I was now part of a banana-eating club — that included that gorgeous woman I met in college!
As an African by marriage I can tell you that what emigrés miss most are those bite-sized bananas that you can only get locally and that just don’t survive any transport. Those are like the essence of a platonic banana in concentrated form. What we buy in supermarkets in the West are bulky and bland knockoffs of the real thing.
Wait, what? Who doesn’t like bananas? Even with a donut around I’ll just eat both.
I get why it may not be anyone’s favorite fruit (the taste is pretty mild), but bananas seem like the kind of thing everyone at least appreciates. At my company whenever there was free fruit day the bananas would go first (and tons of apples would sit there).
When I was a kid, the taste of bananas would make me gag. I even met others who didn’t like the taste of bananas, and even people who reluctantly ate bananas, despite the fact that they didn’t particularly like them. They were just guilted into eating them because bananas were advertised as being very healthy.
When I was in college, I saw a really beautiful young woman take a banana from the cafeteria line, and I thought: “Well… maybe I could try eating bananas. After all, they’re healthy for you, aren’t they?” (Advertisers are well aware of the impact beautiful people have on selling products.)
So I tried eating a banana. I gagged repeatedly on my first few bananas, but eventually I was able to consume bananas without gagging.
And once I ate a banana and realized how tasty it was, I figured my banana-hating curse was over. I was now part of a banana-eating club — that included that gorgeous woman I met in college!
My daughter will straight up cut a bitch for a banana. It’s bad enough that even when I’m away from home, I always buy two, just in case.
I don’t know what’s up with you, Adam. Bananas are delicious.
Cory Cotton would amend that bananas are only delicious sans-peel.
As a certain Librarian might say, most people find bananas at least “ook”.
As an African by marriage I can tell you that what emigrés miss most are those bite-sized bananas that you can only get locally and that just don’t survive any transport. Those are like the essence of a platonic banana in concentrated form. What we buy in supermarkets in the West are bulky and bland knockoffs of the real thing.
Agreed! I experienced this as well on two long visits to the Philippines.
“Regret And Potassium” sounds like it should have been an emo song from the ’90s.
And radioactivity! All that potassium gives bananas measurable amounts of radioactivity. Makes for classic junior high science experiments!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banana#Banana_equivalent_radiation_dose