The Food
Breakfast yesterday morning, inspired by Jack Johnson. Om nom nom nom.
The Song
Jack Johnson is better live than on his album, in my opinion. I used to think his music only appealed to surfers or people who lie in a hammock drinking coconut juice and getting high in Hawaii — I own neither a surfboard nor a hammock, and I’ve never been to Hawaii — but I’m glad to be proven wrong.
The Phrase
I feel like “banana pancakes” could easily become the most versatile phrase in the English language.
Insult: Your face looks like soggy banana pancakes.
Interjection: Banana pancakes! Or: Holy banana pancakes! (Use it in any situation, from stubbing your toe to falling off your unicycle to winning a thousand million billion dollars to finding out your new boyfriend is actually a 43-year-old hermaphrodite who collects moldy sandwiches — which, no no no, I’m not saying from personal experience. Don’t get the wrong idea.)
Indignation: What the banana pancakes is wrong with you?!
Inquiry: Banana pancakes? (Use as a substitute for “What?” or “Wtf?” or “Capisce?” or maybe even “Would you like a hot dog?” except the last one might confuse people.)
Intensification: That dress is banana pancakes gorgeous. Or: It’s raining banana pancakes.
See? Banana pancakes useful! Now you’re banana pancakes smarter.