Bacon has got to be one of the best bad-for-you meats out there.
The saltiness, the crispness, the melt-in-you-mouth-ness are all reason enough to eat the fatty deliciousness, but what takes it to the next level is....
not having to cook it myself!! (YAY!!)
While my lovah-fo-life is singing (rapping) along with some hip hop song in the kitchen, I'm hanging out with two puppies (that have already managed to test my patience, thricely, before 9am...I may have started a tentative "FOR FREE: Two Up-In-Your-Grill Puppies" sign, but we'll see where the day takes us) and the salivating scent of maple-glazed fried-in-a-pan (baking it is so not the same) fattiness is floating around me in seductive wafts. With each new sizzle that I hear, I know that it's getting closer to feeding time and I'm now considering how I can best eat the breakfast treat.
Do I want a sandwich? A diner-style platter? Omelette? There's just so many choices!!
Marc has just put in a request for fried eggs, so it looks like it'll be bacon and egger sandwiches for the both of us (on de-luxe cheese bagels...OK, so we've fallen off of the wagon a little this weekend, but it's been a deserved artery-clogging few days...mmm...clogs...).
YAY for Bacon Sunday!
*Update: Yup, that's the actual sandwich I ate. I'm almost jealous of myself.
*Update #2: I just joined Surreptious Saturdays, hosted by Diary of a Fair Weather Diver & The Intimate Ramblings, so if you're here because of them two ladies, thanks for stopping by!
Also, if someone could tell me how to set up links within a post, I'd greatly appreciate it!