Bananafish Novels & Stories

Wow He took another spoon and I smiled Me: its my favorite He smiled and took another spoon Andy: banana or banana flavor Me: I love both The shop owner came to our table SO: I see he's consuming what he did not order I chuckled Andy: Uncle, I never knew banana flavor was this tasty SO : that's because you always stick with apple, not wanting to taste anything else Me: uncle? They looked at me Both: yeah SO: he's my cousin's son Andy: he's my dad's cousin

“Okay, I told you something embarrassing about me. Now you have to tell me something about you.” “Okay, okay.” I laughed. “I never tell anyone my favorite sandwich because people think it’s really weird. But I have a guilty pleasure for peanut butter, bacon, and banana sandwiches.” “Seriously?” Luke stared at me wide-eyed. “I know, it’s really weird.” I put my hands on my face in mock embarrassment. “No, it’s just crazy because it’s my favorite sandwich too. I’ve never met anyone else that eats them.” I laughed. “Wow, that’s a crazy coincidence. I don’t even remember how I came up with it, but I’ve been eating it for years.”

And that was saying a lot because Juicy liked to eat. "What is in this...? Banana?" But she didn't have any bananas. Troy was nodding. "You had a box of instant banana pudding in your pantry. That's the secret ingredient—not so secret anymore, I guess." "Pudding?" She savored another bite of pancake. "I would have never thought..." There wasn't one raw spot on the bacon, nor was it burnt; it was just right. Juicy peeked at him. "Can I ask you a question?"

Helena approaches with the container of bananas cut into three pieces, and Loreta continues, explaining, "This is the ideal stage for the banana in this dish. It needs to have that sap oozing from the peel." Then Helena starts placing the fish fillets inside the pot, while Loreta adds some water, which gives the broth a bluish hue during the cooking process, due to the chemical reaction between the fish, the iron pot, and the banana. Loreta smiles as she sees Helena's admiring gaze at the chemical reaction. She takes some of the blue broth from the pot, making a fish stew with manioc flour, while Helena sprinkles some cilantro and parsley, adding extra flavor to the dish.

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Cutting right through me. “Narns?” Milka asked. “My narns.” I moved to look at her so quick a sharp pain shot down my neck. “Narns?” “Top of the fridge,” Chloe said sharply. “Banana.” “Toddler-speak is impossible,” I grumbled, standing. How the hell does “narns” denote banana? Oh, that’s right, it doesn’t. Nana? Yep. Narns? What the hell? Chloe yanked the fridge door open, standing right in front of me.

"It probably looks like a penis. You've seen one you've-" "Wrong!" Her outburst startles me and makes the Macaw screech in surprise. She grabs the other banana she hasn't massacred yet and holds it with both hands. "You could have one that has a slight bend to it." She slightly bends the banana. "Or one that is uncircumcised and plays peek-a-boo with you." My eyes fill with tears I begin to laugh so hard. She cups her hands over the top, the banana poking out simultaneously. "It could have a slight upturn." She holds the banana upside down making it curve up. "Quinn!" We both jump upright, and Quinn's face is blister red as she turns to face our boss Dr. Craymer.

Is it fooling me? "Are you on drugs?" I ask seriously. "No. Why?” I frowned when he asked and took a small one from my plate. "Seriously? Haven't you eaten it yet?” he immediately shook his head. I closed my open mouth and faced him. "This is Maruya. There is a banana in it and it is coated with just a mixture of flour and orange food coloring. Then sugar is added to make it tastier." He nodded and took another one. "This is good. Is this one of Filipino food?”

"A banana?" "What banana? That's the sacred fruit from our clans holy tree which I and your father painstakingly borrowed to save your life." Greta had a growing urge to hit her big mouth. "Then why is it a banana? Isn't it supposed to be an apple." Elsa complained. "Like you know golden in colour— I mean I could still manage if it was blood red or maybe rainbow colour, but this." "I really should have left your ass to suffer." Greta started to regret her life decision.

I understand that she finds it irresistible, but she should at least dissimulate seeing that she is with me, but Alexander orders without even looking at her, relieving my annoyance. He ordered a bottle of Dom Perignon and several rather expensive dishes, as for me, I decided to order a filet mignon. The food was brought quite quickly and was exquisite, everything was being absolutely perfect. After paying the bill, he took my hand to leave and proposed me to walk along the beach, to which I quickly agreed delighted and took off my heels to be able to walk freely. I could feel the cool breeze on my face and the sand between my feet holding Alexander's hand and watching the stars, this night