Seriously. I hate bananas. I buy them because I have some vague notion that they're good for me, although they make my mouth itch and burn and they coat my teeth with something nasty. Nobody in my house likes them. The Pirate can take them or leave them, and every time I buy bananas, every single one of them ends up in the freezer.
There will be no more quarterly banana bread orgies, as I won't have a freezer full of dead bananas to get rid of. But that just means that now there are TWO things I've eliminated from my life - bananas and the need to get rid of dead bananas by making banana bread that I'll just give away.