I do the shopping and cooking. During a routine run to the store I bought a ½ pound of ‘premium’ bacon on sale. It was tough and only remotely tasted like bacon.
Yearning for some real bacon, the next time I was out I went to Fresh Market. I call this place the food museum because it has the best of everything – and of course prices to match. Nonetheless, I bought a pound of their Market Bacon and drooled as I took it home. I’d have it the next day.
The next day’s bacon adventure got a little complicated when my daughter and two grand-kids came over. I waited for a window to cook and eat my prize bacon in private but it didn’t materialize, so I decided to just ‘do it’. Mealtime ensued as I was cooking and my bacon became part of the bill of fare of the family meal. Bottom line – I got only one piece.
So today, I went back to Fresh Market and ordered a pound that I would eat by myself. Turns out it was on sale so I got two pounds. I like to cook outside on the patio table using an induction cooker w/ Teflon fry pan. This is for several reasons:
1 – cooking outside means the household cooktop doesn’t get ‘dirty’ too many days before the cleaning lady comes.
2 - the temperature of the induction cooker is a no brainer…set it to the temp you want and it maintains it.
3 – the Teflon pan cleans up with a paper towel.
4: the cooker itself is streamlined and can be easily cleaned up with Windex and a paper towel.
5. when the patio table gets greasy enough, it gets a stiff brush with comet and the garden hose – maybe every 5th or 6th cooking.
It took 3 beers to cook 1 1/2 lbs of bacon and the grease in the pan looked so good I threw a couple eggs in it. I was brought back to reality thinking about eating enough bacon to put me in a coma when my dog Merlin wet nosed my hand, indicating I guess, that he too was expecting some bacon.
During all this potential bacon ecstasy I didn’t think to take any pictures, but when Merlin got into the picture and reality set in I thought I’d snap a pic of some of the chicken I cooked for him so I didn’t have to share my bacon.
|Induction cooker with Merlin's chicken|
You’ll likely read my obituary tomorrow, with my veins so clogged that Draino couldn’t open them, but the bacon was worth it. And if I do survive, I have a dozen Tums at the night stand, after which I’ll probably cook that last ½ pound.