Bacon is the religion of the fast food industry:
- It is the communion which is needfully placed on the menu of every item.
- It is the salvation for pink-slime hamburgers which would be rejected by the masses if standing alone.
- It is the heaven we seek in pursuit of artery clogging and eternal life.
I have never seen a time in my life when bacon is so important to everyone. It’s the flavor, the crunch, the aftertaste, the texture, the sweetness, the saltiness and the fact that eating it is considered to be naughty that draws us deep into the hind quarters of the pig, for pleasure.
I am not immune.
It’s just that at my age, and being a male, I must opt for turkey bacon and convince myself that it resembles the “pig-out” product.
Of course, it does not.
Turkey bacon can perhaps slightly fool the taste buds, but when you pull it from the skillet or the microwave, there is that ever-present fragrance … of Thanksgiving morning.
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