When my brother and I were little, we used to make various concoctions in the blender. I don’t recall why our mom let us do this. Maybe we did it when our parents were away. I’ve probably conveniently forgotten those details.
In any case, we would raid the fridge and look for various ingredients — milk, ice cream, jelly, fruits, oreos — anything was fair game.
We tried many things, varying both ingredients and amounts from one experiment to another. It was always delicious.
After much emperical experimentation, we only discovered only one definitive principle. We called it “the rule of banana”.
It was a simple rule, and invariably true: If you put in a banana, then everything tastes like banana.