Monday, November 10, 2008

AHHHH, Bacon

I am in a bit of a pissy mood at the moment and it all spells "MISSING MY IPOD THAT I WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN, EVER". But to cheer up, I created a new email address for anyone who wishes to get in touch with me about the blog with the simple address realsamjohnson@gmail.com . In other words, if I get mail for the other Sams, you'll see it here.

Something even better to cheer us all up as well is the greatest food known to mankind and how one restaurant has upped the ante' onn how to serve it. Ladies and gentlemen, is it a great pleasure to show you DEEP FRIED BACON WITH DIPPING GRAVY.

This is wrong, it's so right.

11 comments:

SwanShadow said...

I needed a defibrillator just looking at that picture.

Of course, I want a heaping platter of that stuff right now.

HouseT said...

My chest hurts just thinking about it. But I want it all the same.

If I ever have a dozen kids, the twelth one will be named Deep Fried Bacon.

Ivan G Shreve Jr said...

The next sound you hear will be the sound of arteries slamming shut all across the United States.

Gotta admit--I never thought they'd top deep-fried Twinkies.

Brent McKee said...

Now if you'd serve Poutine with that (french fries, slathered in gravy and topped with melted cheese curds) you'd really have something. probably a massive coronary, but to quote the last words the man who died in bed with four Playmates, "What a way to go."

Randy said...

I love the Baconator but Holy Jeebus my prayers have been answered!

Country fried bacon, isn't this the greatest country in the world!?!

HouseT said...

Brent McKee said...
Now if you'd serve Poutine with that (french fries, slathered in gravy and topped with melted cheese curds) you'd really have something.


See, now you've gone and done it. Because what I can't get out of my head now is the concept of a fired bacon and poutine sandwich. Grilled (naturally), covered in two slices of thick cheddar, and served with a side of... yes, fries. And bacon.

My god. It's full of stars...

Sam said...

Boys, I just had a BEE-U-TEE-FUL idea.

Bacon Pancakes.

Cook your slab as you usually would, then dip them in pancake batter and griddle them on each side for three minutes. Then, eat until your quad bypass happens. OM-NOM-NOM.

Let me know how that works for ya.

Anonymous said...

Bacon Pancakes

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!

Sam, when did this become a sex talk blog?

Sam said...

About five strips ago.

Sam said...

BTW, the pancake recipe is copywritten by me, so bite me, Rachel Ray.

HouseT said...

Yes, Rachel. Bite him. And then... you must bite me. Yes, you must bite all of us. And then...

If you can't finish that line, you're simply not worthy.