February 25, 2005
There is something in my apartment that apparently accelerates the aging process in bananas and it has me a bit concerned. I bought a modest bunch at the Met on Monday - nice and firm with just a hint of green (so I thought they'd last well through the week) - and by Tuesday they were already showing a prominent touch of the geriatric. I find this particularly distressing because I prefer my bananas unblemished and now they are freakish and unsightly. I'm almost embarrassed to bring them into work.
I tried moving them around to different storage locations thinking that perhaps some combination of altitude, warmth or dryness was contributing to their premature deterioration. But no, the steady decline that began atop the refrigerator continued on the countertop and further more in a ceramic bowl over by the couch.
It may be that I expect too much from the banana itself and that this life cycle is completely normal. Perhaps the impatience brought about my accelerated lifestyle that has led to unrealistic expectations in this regard. I'm not sure. Any input or enlightening banana tales would be greatly appreciated.