I take that as a porcine of how the industry is faring.[DOUBLEPOST=1430862583,1430862492][/DOUBLEPOST]They'll just have to javelina budget from here on out.[DOUBLEPOST=1430862651][/DOUBLEPOST]I mean, really, I never sausage a thing as a bacon ambassador in all my days.
Someone in this house may have cooked and then grief-eaten a pound of bacon for lunch... and by someone, I mean me. And by a pound, I mean two pounds. And by may have, I mean did. And now I never want to see another slice of bacon again. In fact, just typing the word kind of makes me want to hurl.
Edit: God damn it, grief-eaten, not greig-eaten. Grief. Ah well.
My girlfriend left me in charge of preparing food for our outing tomorrow. Someone may have made a mistake. Is 16 bacon sandwiches and 8 egg sandwiches for 2 people a good and balanced breakfast + lunch + snack? I may or may not throw in a tomato on grounds of "we need vegetables". Tomorrow, my cholesterol will be over 9000.
Bacon rant: every morning at out breakfast buffet at our hotel, they would serve bacon, but it was an abomination: it was like they took a pack of bacon, put it in the microwave for a minute and dumped it in the chafing dish. A pile of greasy, limp, barely cooked bacon was a waste. I wanted to go back to the kitchen and say, "Move over, I'm cooking this correctly".
I swear tomorrow I'm making a pile of crispy bacon to make up for a week of disappointing breakfasts.