Since there is no one for me to adjourn to the balcony with for those rewards I scarce remember, let me introduce the lonely mans version, Bacon! Early this morning with the sun just peeking up over the trees the house was resplendent with the aroma of bacon crisping in the pan. Nitrates and nitrites and sodium be damned this is my reward and one well earned with eggs and toast and Irish butter, fig preserves as well.
Then noon and toast again, this time with crisp iceberg lettuce, sparkling and green, a ripe beefsteak tomato sliced thick and slightly salted, just a bit of mayo and a mound of Bacon! A perfect BLT.
As the sun went down and the day was done, an enormous potato went into the oven and again the bacon in the pan. Could I ever grow tired of that lovely smell? Smoky pork sizzling and singing it's merry little song, soon the potato was perfect, great slatherings of sour cream and more Irish butter, salt and pepper and another heaping helping of crumbled bacon, a few chopped chives, and double gloucester cheese grated o'er the top! You ladies can eat the kitchen sink, Che'Greger's having BACON.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]8/17/2007
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 37
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 888
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $155.40
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 6 [B]Hrs:[/B] 19 [B]Mins:[/B] 21 [B]Seconds:[/B] 7
