To hide it from me?
You
burned
it. Burnt. The nummy bacon was burnt.
I am pleased to report that cooking bacon in the oven from frozen is now my One True Way to bacon. At least it will be once I get it cooked so I can eaaaaaaaaat the bacon.
BACON! is the new TOOKIE!
I was afeared of upsetting your ABSURD STOMACH.
Bacon does a tummy good. Or not, but who the hell cares? It's bacon.
Maybe I should toast me up a bagel to go with. Something.
Bacon never gets crisp enough for me in the oven. Must. Be. Fried.
Bacon does a tummy good. Or not, but who the hell cares? It's bacon.
If I'd given you trichonosis? You'd have
never
let it go.
I always freeze bacon so it keeps longer. And oven cooking is the best!
We're having brats & sour kraut for lunch, so that's our pork/cabbage combo. And a darned good 'un, too.
We also have snickerdoodle tookies cookies.
I had bacon!
Threw Matilda into the Baby Bjorn and went to the corner cafe where I got a latte and a parmesan bagel with cream cheese and bacon. LOTS of bacon. I think Matilda's cuteness was a factor in me getting an entire extra layer of bacon. Mmmmm. So freakin' good.
Then we walked around the Haight and pondered the Have-a-muffin-whiteyness of a parmesan bagel.
So weird -- I read a book last week-ish where the main character's regular order is a bagel with cream cheese and bacon, and I had never heard of it, and thought it seemed odd, but since then I've read of two different other people having it.
I'm having it right now. And it is indeed oh so very FG.
Someone mentioned it here within the past few days and I can't believe I'd never heard of it before.