Monday, May 11, 2009
bananas with salt
Did I ever tell you that in July 1974 my mother gave us breakfast of cornflakes and chopped banana with salt on top? She thought it was sugar, of course. We all laughed. I still occasionally desire that taste of salted bananas, though I have never been brave enough to try it. Do you think this is a desire to recapture a happy moment, or something else?
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Ha, that must be just one thing: you don't really remember the taste of it. As soon as I read your entry I -stupidly- tried it and it was not a wise decision.
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