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Embarrassed Bananas - a short, short tale
I like bananas a lot. Most people do like bananas, at least I don’t think I have ever met anyone who disliked this particular fruit, and who couldn’t like a banana, really? I mean they are not only delicious, but good to eat in so many ways. They go good on top of your morning cereal, or in a smoothie, or a milkshake. Peanut butter and banana sandwiches are a personal favorite of mine, and then there is banana bread and banana splits…and I almost forgot, the peel and eat banana - as itself ! This is where banana lovers differ slightly in there preferences on the eating of a banana and the degree of it’s ripeness.
Most people I know, and this includes most of my family members, like to eat their bananas when they have just turned yellow, maybe still having the slightest green hue near the stem and still not real easy to peel. Then there are those folks who like to eat their bananas at the pinnacle of ripeness, at the height of full bodied flavor and creamy deliciousness. These perfect specimens may have lost some superficial beauty on the outside, the rind a deeper yellow, a few black spots here and there, yet they are a true taste sensation, the moment before its too late….the embarrassed banana .
In my childhood family that is what we called these ‘almost to the overripe point‘, bananas. Embarrassed. I have never heard anyone else call a banana embarrassed, I suppose the phrase originated somewhere, unless grandpa made it up and that is a possibility. My great-grandpa and I were the only two people in our family who preferred these embarrassed bananas, (he passed away a long time ago), now it’s just me. Whenever any of the others wrinkle their noses and ask why I am eating that yucky old banana, I just smile. I am not embarrassed!