Bananas should not taste like cardboard mush. No food should. Only cardboard mush should taste like cardboard mush.
Even organic bananas here taste blah, so I'm throwing in the towel. Oh, I'll still buy bananas from time to time, but not to enjoy them by themselves. They shall be used in smoothies as a thickener, in banana nut bread and banana muffins. But that is all.
In other news, I've reached the attractive stage of my cold. Translation: My nose is dripping so much it is advisable to walk around with wads of paper stuffed up my nostrils to prevent any accidents of the leaky sort. Pretty. Very pretty.
Honey, can I have a kiss?
And in still other news: Remember way back when, when I said that after Mayotte, Julien and I would like to go live on St Pierre-et-Miquelon, another French collectivity? Welllllll, for only the second time in his career, Julien has just seen a job offer posted for a position there. Applications must be in by June 4th. If Julien is accepted (in all honestly not extremely likely; there are verrrrry few positions open), he will start work September 1st on StPM's chilly shores.
And guess who will have a baby on StPM? Hint, her name resembles that of one of the isles. *squees! but not too loudly*