The life and death of produce

Last weekend, I had a long conversation with my friend's grandfather. Over pitchers of sangria, we discussed his grandkids, his work, my school, his marriage, and, well -- life in general.

One thing he said that caught me off guard and still has me thinking.

In a passing comment, he mentioned "Well, when you're my age, you learn not to buy the green bananas."

I love it because it could come across as quite a depressing way to look at age, but for some reason its not. And for the same reason he doesn't buy the green bananas, I think he was able to sit there and tell crude jokes over multiple sangrias with me. He was taking each day for what it was worth, and for the first time that I can remember -- I looked forward to having his sensibility if Im lucky enough to reach his age in good health.