Bringing Home The Bacon
Bringing home the bacon. That can mean anything from, a Senator bringing home to his state what ever pork he can weasel out of the legislative barrel. Or, bringing home a pay check. To me, it translates to “double smoked bacon”. So different from the usual idea of what bacon is. This is what bacon is supposed to be. Not those puny thin strips of ribbon you get at the local market. Double smoked bacon is man sized strips of thick slices of bacon that is smoked and then smoked again. Once you have sunk your choppers, real or store bought, into a slab of heaven. You will know why those crunched up curly edged over cooked pieces of fat and a sliver of meat just won’t do. Put yourself together a double smoked B.L.T. and you will find yourself wanting it all the time. The double smoking and thickness of it. Transports the red ripe tomato and crisp lettuce to a place they have never been before. The slices of tomato seem to smile and the lettuce jiggles in glee as it is placed on the three part medley. For you folks from New York, real Hellmans brand mayo, spread on both sides of the bread of your choice. I like it on some home baked white. toast. If you are one of those folks from one of those obscure states. Like Illinois and Indiana. Miracle Whip is what you are used to. As we all know that is not mayo. I personally don’t recommend it. Can't lay your hands on home baked bread, try Arnold Bread. Or Pepperidge Farm. Once you have had a taste of the good life you may want another. As a matter of fact I will wager my grandmothers corset you will. The double smoked bacon brings the traditional B.L.T. over the top.
Fact is regular bacon gets lost in the crowd of crisp lettuce and ripened tomato. Double smoked bacon stands up to the rest of the combination. Like a soldier at attention. Oh yeah , once in a while when I get adventurous. I sneak a hot smoked sausage in between those slices. Kind of gives it a kick that you are used to when it comes to other smoked BBQ items. Like pulled smoked pulled pork, ribs and chicken. Come on, we all know how good that is. It doesn’t take much to figure out that this is the King of B.L.Ts. Best of all you can bring it home. That’s what I call “bringing home the bacon”. Oh how heavenly it is when you get that big hello as you walk through the door. It’s the hour of power the moment of truth. Complete and total satisfaction knowing you have done what is expected of you.

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