My introduction to banana flavor was the penicillin liquid medicine as a kid, I got in a bit of trouble drinking the whole bottle at night, and more trouble by doing it to every bottle I could find later (my siblings illness was a small price to pay). I have been chasing that high of flavor ever since. My parents tried to give me “real” bananas after but they are but a pale imitation that only dulls the edge of my craving.
Haunted, made ravenous, beastly, low - by knowledge of a flavor too pure for this world. Left lurching, bereft, cursed to sin against kith and kin, searching desperately, urgently, for a satisfaction that can never be born.
Blasphemy!
Hate to tell ya but I had the same inverted experience. “How come this gross artificial banana tastes nothing like bananas?! Ohhhh…”.
It does kinda drive me nuts though, not knowing what the real deal tastes like. Can only imagine, for you!
My introduction to banana flavor was the penicillin liquid medicine as a kid, I got in a bit of trouble drinking the whole bottle at night, and more trouble by doing it to every bottle I could find later (my siblings illness was a small price to pay). I have been chasing that high of flavor ever since. My parents tried to give me “real” bananas after but they are but a pale imitation that only dulls the edge of my craving.
Haunted, made ravenous, beastly, low - by knowledge of a flavor too pure for this world. Left lurching, bereft, cursed to sin against kith and kin, searching desperately, urgently, for a satisfaction that can never be born.
The heavens weep!