Thursday, July 14, 2005

A secret

I have a secret.

I'm addicted to something dark, luscious, but cold to the core.

I know an addiction is bad. And I know this is not a good condition. But I can't help myself. I'm a slave to the chilly hardness...

of Trader Joe's Gone Bananas.

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I get excited at the end of the day just thinking about these frozen bananas and the glorious chocolate coating. I salivate at the thought of them before dinner. The soothing coolness of the hard, frozen banana is the perfect ending to a long and intensive day at work.
banana2

Four bananas in a box have disappeared in less than 24 hrs in my house before. Lurking from the darkness, the bananas call my name and all I can do is oblige. I find myself mindlessly filling my mouth, slurping up the juices as the they melt in my mouth. Oh, goodness, this stuff is so good, I can't wait another second. I can't resist them any longer. I'm succumbing to the temptation of my addiction...

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh, Baby..... Let me hurry into a cold shower now .....

Alice said...

????? Cold shower??? What??? The bananas are cold!

M. said...

At least bananas are healthy :)

Sam said...

apparently not, when it comes to Papa Bear's mental health

Anonymous said...

(grin)

Alice said...

G & S-

Papa's Gone Bananas!

Alice said...

Fatemeh,

Yes, that chocolate is yummy, yummy. Sometimes I eat all the chocolate first before diving into the banana. MMMMMM. I think I might have to go get one now!