In post-Soviet Russia, Siberian banana just looks at you


I'm presently at the SF Assembly in St Petersburg, Russia, where I'm one of the writer guests. Last night I was helping prepare for the sashlik barbecue, slicing up cucumbers, when a con-goer looked over my shoulder and said, "Ah, banana Siberski!" — that is, "Siberian bananas!"

Just look at it.