I have intended to write a serious devotional piece for a while now, but the fact that it has been so long since I last posted just shows that I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Instead I'm going to write about bacon. Kim actually bought bacon not long ago. This is a rare and wondrous treat for our family. I could eat a pound of bacon at every meal. Kim knows that, and because she loves me she only buys bacon maybe twice a year. Michael loves bacon, which goes without saying since he is my son. We have even been known to fight over bacon. I'm not proud of that, but the boy has to learn to eat his bacon or lose it.
When I was a kid we would take string, some washers and a pound of bacon down to the creek to fish for crawdaddies. I remember vividly the salty, smokey smell of the bacon, the slimy texture, and the way it tasted when I licked my fingers. That's right, children, I never washed my hands after handling raw bacon. And I lived! My grandmother cooked everything in bacon grease and is a legendary cook. Not only that, the woman is 95 years old with clear arteries.
I walked into the church this morning and followed the smell of bacon to the kitchen where a youth group staying in our facilities was making breakfast. Sweet Fancy Moses. There is nothing like the smell of bacon to start of your day.
Patty Albin sent me this clip on bacon. I hope you enjoy it.
Instead I'm going to write about bacon. Kim actually bought bacon not long ago. This is a rare and wondrous treat for our family. I could eat a pound of bacon at every meal. Kim knows that, and because she loves me she only buys bacon maybe twice a year. Michael loves bacon, which goes without saying since he is my son. We have even been known to fight over bacon. I'm not proud of that, but the boy has to learn to eat his bacon or lose it.
When I was a kid we would take string, some washers and a pound of bacon down to the creek to fish for crawdaddies. I remember vividly the salty, smokey smell of the bacon, the slimy texture, and the way it tasted when I licked my fingers. That's right, children, I never washed my hands after handling raw bacon. And I lived! My grandmother cooked everything in bacon grease and is a legendary cook. Not only that, the woman is 95 years old with clear arteries.
I walked into the church this morning and followed the smell of bacon to the kitchen where a youth group staying in our facilities was making breakfast. Sweet Fancy Moses. There is nothing like the smell of bacon to start of your day.
Patty Albin sent me this clip on bacon. I hope you enjoy it.
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