I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking I have a food theme going on and maybe you’re right; but the thing is, I didn’t actually plan to have a food theme. I just planned to, I don’t know, fly by the seat of my pants just hoping inspiration would strike in the hour or so each night I have to write a post.
So there I was, sitting on the couch with my boyfriend, still patting myself on the back for starting off the A to Z challenge with a pretty decent post when this commercial comes on. It’s that commercial for the bacon-wrapped pizza at Little Ceasar’s. Yeah, that shit looks gross, but bacon… now, bacon is freaking awesome!
I was reminded of the bit in Dane Cook’s Vicious Circle when he talks about doing a B and E. And to somewhat quote his words, although I could be off by a little bit: “I realized I needed to do a B and E; and no, I’m not talking about bacon and eggs, but who doesn’t love a bacon and egg special. That shit is delicious.”
I love bacon. I love bacon by itself. I love it with pancakes, all soaked in syrup. I actually tried a maple donut with bacon on it. If you haven’t tried it, you really should. I thought it was delicious despite gagging the first time I actually heard about them. I love bacon cheeseburgers and bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwiches.
I spent quite a bit of time at my sister’s house a few years ago and we would spend many Saturday mornings drinking coffee and frying bacon. She always had to remind everyone to fry the shit out of her bacon because she doesn’t just like it crispy; she likes it all burnt to hell, which I personally think is disgusting, but she prefers it. Without fail, one of us always overcooked a few pieces and we would set it aside and say, “Those are Lorrie’s!”
I still do it at my own house sometimes. I’ll be frying bacon and trying to do other things at the same time (playing a game on my phone) when I realize the bacon is burnt. I still say that same phrase in my head even though my sister lives about an hour away. I also had an epiphany while frying bacon one morning that I will share with you today. I don’t know if it’s brilliant or if it’s just stupid, but I do know it somehow fits with the whole bacon theme.
Frying bacon is like life. Sometimes you burn the shit out of it; but sometimes it turns out just right and you wonder if maybe there was some magic in the pan that made you take it off the heat at just the right time.