For me, the perfect banana is slightly green with no bruises of any kind.
If it turns perfectly yellow, it is no longer delicious to me.
Oh, I can tolerate a yellow banana but it's not the perfect banana.
For years now I have purchased bananas in large quantities. Everyone likes them and they get eaten fast. If one or two don't get eaten, I just throw them in the freezer for future banana bread or muffins.
It was perfect when the grandkids lived downstairs because they liked somewhat ripe bananas so I just gave all of my extras to them. No waste, made a grandkid happy...win win!
Now that it is just Frank and I, I find myself with so many old bananas.
My freezer is full of them and I don't want to make banana bread. At least not as many loaves as I would have to make to use up all those bananas.
Frank laughs at me when I come home with a big bunch of bananas.
"So, those'll be edible to you for about 15 minutes and then we will just watch them rot."
I have been gradually getting used to shopping for 2.
For example, I buy one loaf of bread and one gallon of milk now.
And so last night at the grocery store, I bought two bananas. Two.
I wanted to pick up the big bunch that was PERFECT. But no, I only bought two.
And they were absolutely perfect. Slightly green and in pristine condition.
They were so perfect, in fact, that I ate one in the car on the way home.
Then I had one this morning.
And now, I am out of bananas.
You are welcome, future descendants. Someday you will read this and understand why you are so weird.