Remember those old commercials for doggie treats that were shaped like bacon, tasted like bacon (I assume) but weren’t ACTUALLY bacon?
Beggin Strips. Yes, I remember the name.
The dog would come darting through the house when he knew his owner was getting out the box and the little voice on the commercial would scream, “BACON! BACON! BACON!”
That’s how I feel about bacon.
Is that wrong?
I know it’s not very ladylike. But everyone in my family knows if we’re having bacon, do not try to snake my share. If you do, your hand will be amputated regardless of age, gender or political affiliation.
Back off.
That is why I love bacon-wrapped filet mignons. They are the melding of two of my absolute favorite things: buttery soft beef and, mmm hmmm, BACON.
Just look at that! I’m sorry, that is a work of art.
I will be thinking about this piece of perfection until I have it again.
Until then, I’ll see you in my dreams you silky, grilled flavor explosion you.
