Homer: I’ll have the smiley face breakfast special. Uhh, but could you add a bacon nose? Plus bacon hair, bacon mustache, five o’clock shadow made of bacon bits and a bacon body. Waitress: How about I just shove a pig down your throat? (Homer looks excited) Waitress: I was kidding. Homer: Fine, but the bacon man lives in a bacon house! Waitress: No he doesn’t!
Mmmm, bacon. Couldn’t let this personal holiday go by without paying homage to the king of all meats. I want to be a baconnoisseur when I grow up! And just when you thought the savory, fried pork’s reign was getting a bit long in the tooth, I have recently discovered some of the following delicacies among the internets that are yet to be ingested (google them):
- Frozen bloody Mary popsicles on bacon sticks
- Bacon/Maker’s Mark infused marshmallows
- Doritos encrusted bacon
And now, a bacon beacon beckons. Off to eat a maple bacon donut. Mmmm, donuts. But that’s a different holiday.