those dreaded, overripe bananas.
For me a banana has to be just green yesterday and still have a hint of green along the edges.
So every time I get home and am bombarded by the hot waft of this forgotten fruit, I pucker in disgust
But I think I can turn this around.
Taking interest in the peels, they will no longer be the backbone of slapstick comedy nor just a component of compost.
The flesh is easy: make a smoothie, make some bread, make some ice cream.
It's time to explore the spotted and slippery land of the banana peel.