Going Bananas

For reasons best known to themselves at some point in their history Malay people decided it would be rather a good wheeze to fry bananas, hence the dish goreng pisang which translates, hardly surprisingly, as fried banana. Of course, this simply shouldn't work, but it does, and I've just eaten two massive specimens of such washed down with a big cup of hot, sweet tea (ordered as teh gajah, which translates, this time a trifle unexpectedly, as elephant tea.) Needless to say I am eminently satisfied with life at the moment, close enough to brush shoulders with that peace which passeth understanding. Last night's 2 - 1 victory over the gunners helps, of course.