Bacon? Do I like it? Wish there was more of it, or less? Do I like the way it looks, or wish I’d never see it again? What do I think of bacon flavored chocolate, or the significance of the phrase “bringing home the bacon“?
Ah, the smell of bacon any time of the day makes for a very happy human being. Those crispy, golden-brown slices, with their salty sweetness sitting on my tongue before being devoured. The aroma reaching my nose, tickling it and making me hungary for more of the delicious bacon. Much, much more of it, never less. But must be honest and admit I feel very guilty eating bacon. After seeing the movie “Babe“, I can’t look at bacon with a clear conscious. That scene where Babe is taken for slaughter plays over and over in my mind. I eat a lot less bacon than I used to; and for periods of time, I don’t eat any at all. Maybe some day, I’ll completely give it up. But for now, I’m a flawed human.
My favorite way of eating bacon, besides eating it with eggs in the morning, is in a bacon/lettuce/tomatoes club sandwich. Toast three pieces of white bread; after toasting put mayo on all three pieces. Add lettuce, tomatoes and bacon on two pieces, turn third piece over. Cut sandwich diagonally (should look like an “X”). You should end up with four pieces that look like triangles. Hold the pieces together with tooth picks. Add potato chips and your drink of choice. Delish! Sorry, Babe.
As to chocolate flavored bacon, ugh! Don’t mess with chocolate. Don’t mess with bacon. Neither one needs enhancement.
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