All this talk of bacon. I order said pizza. I ask for lots of bacon. She says "should I make it extra bacon?" SURE!
OVER AN HOUR to get here! and then I open the much anticipated bacon pizza. Only to find the frackers burned it. It's like eating bacon my brother cooked (that boy likes everything burned).
And to think. I gave him a good tip. Just not fair.
wonderful start to 2007.
:: Le Sigh ::
Well, I had a similar inability to add 1 + 1 this weekend because I know that kids who are 6 go to kindergarten and that my niece is six. Somehow, I failed to realize that my niece is in KINDERGARTEN.
True bacon worshippers would never adulterate it by placing it on pizza. Each piece must be savored individually.
Oh, omnis, it just sucks to anticipate a good pizza and end up with meh.
And to think. I gave him a good tip. Just not fair.
At least it wasn't the delivery person who burned it, so you're racking up good-karma points via not punishing the messenger.
I just caught up with today's Natter. How glad am I to have bacon in my fridge? Very. Going to go cook some now.
I'm bucking the pork trend, today at least. We had leftover ham and homemade mac and cheese for dinner, but the ham was way too salty. There's no way I'm not having bacon tomorrow morning, though.
I love crunchy-to-the-point-of-burned bacon, but it's a fine line.
BLT's are the only thing I miss about not eating mammals.
You know what's good? Bacon on tuna fish sandwich.