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As a child I remember Grandma seemed to be obsessed with bananas, she was always trying to put bananas into my cereal with some lengthy sermon about how good they were for me.

This morning I’m up starving at 6am (go figure, I can’t eat for weeks and now I wake up in the early hours feeling shaky) and I stumble downstairs to the kitchen with the cats for some ceral.  As I’m fixing my bowl and slicing up some banannas (that I have become obessed with when it comes to my ceral as of late) I hear Grandma’s voice in my head, and I smile.