It was "Bananas: The Sequel" last night in Las Vegas as word spread regarding my refusal to pay $2.25 for a single banana at the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf near my hotel. "Yes, we have some Bananas," said one of the corporate hosts of the meeting I'm attending. She gestured -- in her best Carmen Miranda impersonation -- towards a bowl filled with bananas. "Wow, I'm impressed," I said, "That must be at least several hundred dollars worth of bananas by Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf standards." I ate two. What my host neglected to tell me was that less than an hour later, she would be escorting us all to a ten course dinner. The menu included: Maryland Crabmeat Cakes, Potato Samosas with Mango Yogurt Dip, Beef Short Ribs Beignet, Smoked Salmon with Caperberry and Fresh Dill, Tomato Soup, Greek Salad, Dover Sole, a Quartet of Pastries and a Fruit and Cheese platter. "Thanks!," I said to our host, "You've made me feel like a real High Roller. Now could someone please roll me to my room ...?"