I'd Eat Anything with Bacon

It's time to get some food talk into my blog..... It's usually all just sports and other stuff that get people all jacked up so I said to myself, "How can I insult anyone talking about food?" Impossible.

Each Sunday that we're home we have "Big Breakfast." It's sort of lame now with just Janae and I and the dogs, but when the boys were home, they lived for Sunday and the always delicious array of breakfast meats, two types of hashbrowns (no typo there), toast, and eggs cooked anyway you like 'em. Wow, I'm getting hungry just typing this up.

Me? I like bacon. In fact, I make this statement: Bacon is so good, I know many Jewish people who eat it.....now that's saying something. They will forgo the ham sandwich, a tasty bratwurst or hot dog at the ball game, but wrap anything in bacon, and they will grab for that bacon wrapped whatever-it-is and chow down like a starved pit bull. Me too.

Probably the best bacon dish I ever had was in Tucson, AZ. We were there playing in a golf pro-am a few years ago and we went to this old-school Tucson restaurant right out of the '70's. There were 6 of us and I believe we ate all the bacon the place could cook up and wrap around some shrimp.

Now the problem with bacon, as we all know, is the smell it leaves in our homes. It can linger for hours. In fact, sometimes I think it gets into my suit and when they sneak in a fast Sunday that's not on a "real" fast Sunday (ie. on the first Sunday of the month). I felt guilty yesterday sitting in 2pm church with starved people hovering around me going, "Is that bacon?" I pointed at Janae.


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