Do you like bananas? I don’t … and I do. The plain fruit, just to peel and eat, I am not that fond of. Sliced atop a bowl of corn flakes, sprinkled with sugar, and splashed with milk, not bad. Mashed up with peanut butter and spread onto soft white bread for a sandwich, also pretty good. Layered with pudding and vanilla wafers at a hundred Southern potlucks, yummy.
I have to admit, for whatever crazy reasons, I like banana-flavored things better than eating bananas or foods with bananas in them. I suppose this started when I was a kid, with Banana Flips, Banana Turkish Taffy and Now and Laters, and the mini-bananas in Runts. And I admit, the pretend bites of baby food bananas when I was 10, feeding my baby brother, were not always just pretend.
But my all-time favorite banana flavored treat is the banana popsicle. Cold and crunchy, juicy, too, it takes you back to a summer day at the pool, standing in line in your dripping swimsuit with your sister, quarters in your hand to buy you both a treat at the concession stand…or to a day when Mom would bring you one to soothe you when you weren’t feeling well.
Maybe one of these days I will give bananas their rightful place. But this week, the cold that has been advancing and retreating over and over the last few weeks finally won, and I ended up with bronchitis. I bought a box of banana popsicles.