Bananas are disgusting. Let 'em vanish.

Many years ago, I rode a mule in the altiplano of Guatemala.  He could peel a banana as neatly as I could, pinning them on the ground with one foot and pulling at the peel gently away with his dexterous lips.  I recall horses attempting the same and merely crushing the poor pieces of fruit.

I head off to Honduras tomorrow morning and will read your article again while waiting for a connecting flight in Miami.  I will be spending several days in a tiny village where they call the local version of bananas "sambos."  They are delicious. 

Thanks, Choad.