Disturbing Lunchtime

Dave calls me over at lunchtime. Dave is my buddy at work who runs the next press over. He points over at Maria, a hispanic lady from El Salvador.

“Know what she’s eating?”

I look over and for want of a better description, it appears as if she is eating a large, floppy, black penis. Dave explains.

“It’s rotten banana peel.”

I look again and GAAAHHH! he’s right! She’s eating rotten banana peel!

I’m trying to hold my lunch down. Dave, being the brave one of the bunch goes over to investigate. Apparently, he explains, after eating the part of the banana that God intended she leaves the peel on the counter for a few days until it looks, frankly, cancerous. It is supposed to then be very sweet, tasty and not an all … uh … unhygenic.

We’re trying to get our minds around this and the only rationalization we can come up with is that this might serve to explain Maria’s rather eccentric driving habits which do tend to apprear like someone trying to dodge hallucinations.

So, has anyone else ever heard of or tried this … delicacy?

No, but I like chicken gizzards.

Does that count?

:slight_smile:

Ewwww-ewwww-ewwwww-ewwwww!

Friend o’ mine in primary school (grade school eqivalent), used to eat black pudding sausages for lunch. Ask the Brit dopers about black pudding, people. Now, those bangers looked eactly like – um, well, hopefully you get the picture.

He used to be sick afterwards, too. Every day, it seemed. Apparently didn’t quite see the “cause and effect” side of things.

Ukk. Black banana skins, and offal. Glad it’s still a few hours away until I have lunch, guys!

Interesting that you mentioned possible hallucinatory effects. Didn’t the “Flower Children” back in the Sixties try to get high by smoking banana peels?

“They call me mellow yellow,quite right.”