Thursday 7th July 2011
He runs hot & cold with bananas.
When he was a baby they had to be peeled but left in the skin. Many a banana was thrown to the ground because I had taken the last quarter out of the skin. Catastrophe!
Then he went through a phase where he would only eat them if they were cut into rounds but it had to be cut & served immediately because if it went slightly brown it would be left on the table to rot as far as he was concerned. Oh my god!
For the last year or so he has discovered the black stem that sometimes stays in the end of the banana and so now hands it back to me half eaten, whereupon I would try to get him to have another couple of mouthfuls, to no avail. Heaven forbid!
Funnily enough, he had no problem at all when it was smothered in chocolate custard & sprinkled with walnuts. Funny that. 😉