Say… What do you think about bacon?
I had some a couple of hours ago, and I just could not stop thinking about it. So, as one does, I decided to write about it.
You know, there are some things over which Western pop culture tends to obsess, right?
We all know the OG, the hotdogs and the hamburgers, the pizzas and the apple pies. Now, I still love a warm slice of apple pie, especially with some sugar and cinnamon dusted on top and a scoop of smooth vanilla ice cream, and firmly believe that people who cannot appreciate a good pizza simply should not be allowed to mate.
However, the Holy Grail has always been this thin strip of fatty cured meat which, quite honestly, always seemed far too overrated. I mean, it cannot be so good that grown men would swoon over it.
Little did I know that its majesty cannot be described. It needs to be experienced first-hand to be truly appreciated.
Of course, all of this love cannot good for my heart, right? Or all of this cholesterol…
But I can’t help falling in love with you.