I LOVE bacon. Love it wrapped around steak, draped across a burger, chopped in salad… totally wanted to quote Green Eggs and Ham, but my affection for it may fade if I were eating it “on a box with a fox”. But even with my overwhelming fondness for bacon I rarely prepare any in my house. Can’t handle the residual smell that lingers for days in everything fabric. The smell even clings to my hair. That being said, the last two night’s worth of dinner contained bacon. As a side to french toast and in a delicious (and my first ever) breakfast casserole. So, today my best friends are Sugared Apple Yankee Candle and Extra Strength Febreze.
Might need to scrub the grease out of my microwave to increase my besties effectiveness.