Get out of my banana

Here I am, minding my own business, chowing down on a perfectly under-rip banana (with just a hint of green, so as to not be too sweet you see) and all of the sudden there is something extra-fiberous, stiff, and nigh-unto-crunchy in my mouth.

Ew. What is that?

I spit it out. Take another bite. Again it's there! Is there extra hairy stuff on the edges? (After basically shaving the exterior of my banana, I decide that no, there isn't extra hairy stuff). So I investigate further. I take another bite, trying to locate where the hard-yuck is coming from.

It's the center.

So I stick my finger down the middle of my banana (so it divides into perfect thirds which is just one of life's little pleasures--perfectly dividing your banana into thirds...) and find this column of brown icky stuff. It's like someone put Grape-nuts in the center of my banana.

And now, at this point, the thought of Grape-nuts in my banana makes it completely unappetizing. Into the trash it goes (don't tell Mikey).