When I was a kid my grandma was sick a lot. She developed heart problems and spent a lot of time in the hospital. I don’t really remember how old I was, maybe late elementary or early middle school.
I remember visiting her in the hospital every day. I’ve always been freaked out by hospitals. For as long as I can remember, before I even understood sickness or death, I hated hospitals.
I think my mother somehow picked up on this fact and promptly bought me a banana malt in the cafeteria upon every visit. Or at least that’s how I remember it. I was hooked on these banana malts that summer. I remember slurping the thick ice creamy goodness while my mother talked to doctors and nurses and ignoring the world around me. All that mattered was that delicious cold drink.
Recently I bought a bunch of bananas and the smell of the bananas instantly brought me back to that place. Somehow those malts turned a stressful scary time into something comforting and magical.
These malts got me through the last couple of weeks. At the end of the day, when the thought of eating was too much, my husband made me a banana malt, so I had something in my stomach. Early pregnancy has kicked my butt, and I’m happy to say I’m getting back to eating. I still might take a banana malt occasionally though.
4 large scoops Vanilla Ice Cream
1 ripe banana
1/2 cup milk
1 tablespoon malt powder
1. Add all ingredients to blender. Blend until smooth. Serve with a straw and a spoon