Holy bacon-covered excess, Batman! When I tasted these little blocks of indulgence--deep-fried chunks of banana mashed with peanut butter, drizzled with honey and showered with crispy bits of bacon--I felt a sense of foreboding. It was entirely possible that this was the best thing I’d ever eat. How could anything top this? And if that was the case, what was I living for. Stop laughing. I’m still in therapy.