Food of the week - Bananas

I have never liked bananas.  Above all, the overpowering smell that knocks you over by your nostrils - no thank you.  There have been one or two times that I've been able to withstand the smell long enough to take a bite of a banana, and it has never ended well.  Once, I tried a piece of a banana over a bowl of cereal, because my mother was eating it right in front of me and I decided to be daring.  I promptly spit it out into a garbage can - banana, cereal, and milk. 

The second time was this week.  A coworker of mine had a banana as part of his breakfast, and he knew I was not a banana fan.  He asked if I wanted to try it (looking back, I'm pretty sure he was joking), but I actually agreed.  He cut off a small slice for me and handed it to me on a napkin.  I smelled it and nearly gagged.  Deep breath, Kristina. You can do this, I thought to myself.  I opened my mouth and took a bite.. and suddenly, World War III erupted as a fight between my taste buds and the texture of the banana broke out.  I hated it.  The flavor, the smell, the texture, all of it.  I was glad I tried it solely so I could say I did, but there is no way another banana is going past these lips.