Chocolate and fruit do not love eachother.

So I'm channel surfing the other day.
I do that a lot lately when I get nauseous (Yes, I am pregnant now. That explains why I up and went crazy and deleted my blog because I felt like crap all the time. Now I have an explanation.) It's kinda like having motion sickness a few times a day. Yes, more than a couple. Part of the reason why I keep putting off this whole peanut butter cup thing. Frankly, it makes me nauseous.
Anyhoo, like I said before, then got totally off track, which I got from my mother, I was channel surfing. I happened upon a cooking show called "______ Entertaining with Michael Chiarello". I forget the first word.
The reason I stopped was chocolate. I saw him lining muffin tins with chocolate. "Oooh!" I thought to myself. "He's going to make peanut butter cups!" I love peanut butter cups, and to see someone make them on t.v. is joy that I cannot explain.
After he finished lining the tins with chocolate, he stuck it in the fridge for 1/2 hour and proceeded to make garlic spinach soup, and fruit salad. I changed the channel, until I happened upon that channel again as he was mixing up the peanutty filling, which consisted of peanut butter and powdered sugar. What could be a better match? You've got chocolate, then peanut butter mixed with powdered sugar.
He carefully mixed the filling and gently scooped it into a piping bag. "Here comes the good part!" I shouted. (okay, only in my head because I was the only one in the room) Michael squirted mounds of the peanutty goodness into each chocolate shell tempting me with every cup. It looked so creamy. So fantastic.
After he had filled all the cups, he looked up with a smile and said "And after the break, we'll be back to top it off with a banana chip, and more chocolate!"
*cue the record scratching sound effect*
My heart pounded. My mind raced.
"WAAAAAIT just a darn second! Did he just say BANANA CHIP?!? As in a dried BANANA on top of the peanut filling in a delicious peanut butter cup??"
My gag reflex started itself up. I eyed the garbage can, but then calmed myself.
"You can get through this. Maybe you heard wrong. Just wait until after the commercial and see. Maybe he said banana ship. Yeah, he was building a banana ship next to the peanut butter cups. That's it!"
I paced the floor (not really, I just kinda laid there), wondering if I had heard wrong. No one in their right mind would EVER put dried fruit in a peanut butter cup! He was back. Hovering over his wonderfully filled cups. Out came the dried bananas. He gingerly placed a dried slice of banana on each peanut butter cup.
"I'm gonna barf!" my pregnant mind said. I changed the channel.
I resolved never to watch that show again. Your loss Michael. I enjoy cooking shows. I do not, however, enjoy fruit and chocolate together.
I love fruit. I love chocolate.
I detest the two mixed together. I love fruit. I'm not so crazy about dried fruit though. I even voted dried bananas as the worst dried fruit ever.
Dried apples, good. Dried pears, good. Dried grapes, okay. Dried bananas, totally disgusting.
I love fresh bananas, but something bad happens when people dry them. Something evil. The banana morphs into something that tastes like poison. No one should eat dried bananas. Sure, it won't kill you, but it might kill your sensibilities.
I could make you addicted to disgusting forms of dried fruit. Like dried apricots. Yeah, people actually eat those. My sister offered some to my 2 year old as a snack. "Yeah, right." I scoffed. "Dried fruit with hair." Yum. I'm not totally against dried fruit. A couple of months ago I was in the store perusing the aisles for healthy snacks. I happened upon a new product from Welch's. It's little packets of dried fruit. I picked the tropical sensation because it sounded so...so...sensational, and had no bananas in it. Well, I took it home, intending to devour a packet right away. I poured out a handful, and popped it into my mouth. Mindlessly reading the internet, it took a second for my brain to register how absolutely disguting it was. It was a mixture of the worst dried fruit ever, and rancid oil. *gag* NEVER buy this. I don't care if it's on sale, and you adore dried fruit. Even I, who does not adore dried fruit, was optimistic. The words "tropical", and "sensation" should have never been picked for this product.
Now I know there is no truth in advertising. When you see this product, quickly think to yourself "I need a candybar!" then head to the candy aisle, and pick something yummy with no fruit. Let's keep our desserts untainted.