Banana Fever

February 19th, 2019


Another day of extreme wind chill is enough to convince me that moving south might have merit.  Even Bailey needs no encouragement to return home after a quick business tour outside.  We are greeted by a tropical fragrance permeating through the house.  It is coming from the kitchen.  The two of us are eager with anticipation.  For the last couple of days, I have been dehydrating dozens of bananas.  Banana Fever.jpgThey have been transformed into chewy, bite size banana chips.  Yummy is the only way to describe them.  Bailey and I are addicted to them.  So much so that yesterday’s batch has magically disappeared.  But, today’s batch is now done and ready to fuel our addiction.  Neither Bailey nor I can eat just one.  Their one ingredient, bananas, means their consumption involves little guilt.  The only guilt that I feel is not having any left for the other three family members.  Bailey doesn’t share in my guilt.  Her motto is “Let’s eat until there is nothing left.”  I tried to smuggle a few extra banana chips into my mouth without my partner in crime noticing.  Somehow, Bailey seems to know that five chips into my mouth and one into the container doesn’t add up to a lot for her.  She kills the moment by leaving a drool pool on the kitchen floor.  It’s time for a location change.  Bailey practically trots beside me without a second thought to the slippery hardwood flooring or the dreaded wall heater that she passes.  Some days, Bailey will pace on the living room carpet as she gathers her courage to find safe passage to the kitchen.  Today was not that kind of day.  She raced by me and sat herself down in front of the sofa.  I didn’t intend to share 50/50.  But, between her begging eyes and the drool, I’d say that she conned me out of ¾ of them.  It was the breakfast of champions – gluttonous addicts with no shame.  So, although the wind howls across the snow packed yard, Bailey and I have found refuge in our tropical oasis as we happily bond over banana chips.  I see another batch of them on the horizon.

Drooling For Bananas



  1. easyweimaraner · February 21, 2019

    I’m with you… impossible to eat just one… they all have to go the way to our stomach LOL

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    • noofmitchell · February 21, 2019

      Bailey and I are true partners in crime of the missing banana chips.


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