Wednesday, January 21, 2009

come, mr. tallyman

i have an addiction.
a passion.
a love.

the reason?
In the words of my girl Gwen Stefani...

it's true. i love anything and everything banana flavored. I've always had a penchant for flavors of the tropical persuasion....coconut ice cream cones fill me with joy from head to toe.

But banana.....oh banana. cream....candy....the fruit itself...did i mention banana popsicles?
it's always been a shame that banana popsicles are relegated to share box space with other flavors. The best brand of this yellow, frozen snack of joy always comes alongside its distant cousins, root beer and lime. Now, i can dig the root beer flavor for sure....but lime? It's a rare instance for me. It's not an awful flavor....but it's not amazing...and it's in a completely different ball game than banana.

You're out of your league, el limo.

My newest love: Banana Creme yoplait yogurt. With real chunks of banana in it.
Breakfast will never be the same.

if evolution has any truth to it, i came straight from the breed of monkey who likes bananas best. No bugs or leaves for me....
A girl needs her potassium, after all.

p.s. i only think bananas have potassium because i saw it on a disney channel original movie. if they have misled me, don't correct me. i will live on in awesomely-cheesy-unrealistic-yet-so-appealing-meant-for-preteens BLISS.
But a blog for another day.


Mariah Grace said...

Oh, bananas! Those dang food allergies do keep me from fulfilling my craving for those delicious fruits. Pretty much not being able to eat that banana cream pie yogurt hurts. It hurts a lot.

Hawkes said...

You MUST try the Banana Creme Pie shake at Sonic. It is heavenly!!

The Ballard Family said...

Crushed graham crackers.
Sliced bananas.
Ziploc bag.

My kids call them banana cookies. I bet they'd be good frozen but we're all about the instant gratification.

P.S. I LOVE that picture of you!

Willy in Chile said...

i love it too :) i love that i'm a pro at taking pictures of your back.

anything chunky sounds gross to me. and anything hott and spicy sounds gross to you. and yet we still sound good to eachother.