Verily, it is he. Sir Francis Bacon.
Time magazine’s Josh Ozersky on sub-par bacon:
Even more depressing is the fact that these flaccid slices are found sprawling, like rotting seaweed, atop the very sandwiches that promise veritable meatgasms upon consumption — the giant, multilevel calorie bombs that you see think pieces written about.
What’s the opposite of a think piece?
Animals in their pre-bacon state
Like cupcakes could ever be more irritating. Bacon is bigger than ever! It’s so big, it’s moving on to new animals. Chicago TimeOut says that chefs are now making bacon out of veal, beef, and lamb. Nothing is safe. We actually probably will have cupcake bacon before long.
First, she poses as a chicken-raising femivore for Dolce & Gabbana:
Then we read that bacon is her favorite food.
Call us in September.
From Bears of Yosemite by M.E. Beatty:
It is certainly not advisable to place your slab of bacon under the mattress of a cot, as one lady visitor is reported to have done. Needless to say, she was rudely rolled off her cot by a bear during the middle of the night, and suffered both a loss of dignity and a slab of bacon.
Maybe it was the bacon fairy!
Today on Grub Street, they have a post about bacon-flavored envelopes, which they say “debuted” at the Fancy Food Show this weekend. Mais non! Also, no! As we noted back in April, they’ve been on the market a while.
The greeting cards with flavor strips are a new one on us, though. I think there are real possibilities there for baby shower flavors.
I’m a carnivore and I love eating meat, but I don’t know about meat for meat’s sake; I love a bacon T-shirt as much as the next guy, but let’s get real.
Anthony Bourdain in June 11’s New York Diet on Grubstreet (which by the way is entirely too fascinating – most people really *do* eat a lot worse than me! Yay!)
Ha! If only. But we will have a moment of Shut Up, Bacon silence today for Jimmy Dean (1928-2010).