Banana memories

Well it's been about a week and a day since I planted my banana seeds and there is still no sign of cotyledon. I'm trying not to worry that there may not be bananas in Ohio after all and focus on other things, such as how yummy bananas are on cereal.

Yesterday was my Grampa Baechle's 93 birthday. He died this past October but I celebrated his birthday by eating his favorite breakfast.  Every morning for as long as I can remember, Grampa would get out the biggest bowl in the kitchen (as my dad would say, "next size comes on wheels") and make himself a brimming bowl of oat bran topped with sliced banana. It had never really occurred to me until recently that I should try oat bran, but once I realized that I had never eaten it I went to the store in search of some. One of my favorite brands, Bob's Red Mill, carried it and I found it in the organic aisle in the grocery store (the aisle usually reserved for looking at, not shopping in and where I dream of one day being rich enough to purchase from).

So yesterday I got up a little earlier than usual so I would have time, made oat bran on the stove and ate it with a banana on top (though the size of the bowl I used may not have been quite up to Grampa's standards). It was quite tasty and can see why he would have enjoyed eating it so frequently. I wonder what he would think of my new endeavor to grow bananas indoors. I think he would most likely remark that it was a "slick" idea.

Happy Birthday Grampa!