Guard Your Grilled Banana!

Today I noticed the sticker on my banana said: GRILL.  Nothing more, just that.  So it got me to wondering if people actually grill bananas and how exactly is it done.  Do they put them on a skewer first along with their shrimp, chicken and pineapple or just flip them upside down and let them sizzle.  I’ve heard of more peculiar things by other people from other places such as crawfish or alligator (which neither of those things we eat in Montana), but never a grilled banana.  Rocky Mountain Oysters,…yes…buffalo burgers,…yes…deer jerky,…yes.  Does anyone ever remember that episode of the Golden Girls when Rose was getting teased for making plans to return to her hometown of St. Olaf, Minnesota to eat some Trout On A Stick at the county fair?  I would love having some Rainbow Trout on a stick if there really were such a thing.  Anyway, I Googled the “How to” when I got home from work and discovered a video where this guy sliced a banana sideways leaving the peel on one side, glazed the banana with rum and tossed it on the grill.  It looked awesome.  If anyone has ever eaten a grilled banana before or would like to try it, report back and comment below to let me know how it was.   


Ringing In The New Year With Wongs

The tradition of celebrating New Years Eve with Chinese take-out was unintentionally started by my mother during my sophomore year of college.  “I have to work late,” she said.  “Why don’t I swing by Wong’s and bring something home?”  Sure, why not!  My sisters and I knew that what Mom was trying to get at, was that she didn’t want to cook..  Nothing too surprising.  We grew up knowing that our mother was no Martha Stewart.  Burnt grilled cheese sandwiches and scalded tomato soup was a main staple in our childhood.  So in the long run, the evening of ringing in the New Year with noisemakers, hats, girl talk and  pork lo mien ( among everything else on the menu) actually became a more welcoming alternative from the traditional ham and turkey. My sisters and I decided to keep the affair a tradition.  Mom didn’t like to cook and we didn’t either, so I guess Wong’s takeout was here to stay.  After all these years, even with my own kids, the tradition has stayed the same other than Wongs Chinese cooking was replaced by Thai from Asian Gardens.  Happy New Year everyone!   I’ll write a fortune for you even if there is no cookie in sight.  *  Look towards the good in your future and leave all the bad behind .  Wave with one finger as you pass it by.