:eek::smack:

I know it! And when the ambulance comes to get them, the driver gets out and runs around to the back to open the door and there is a hook stuck in the door handle!
:p:

I love it cooked to a crisp. Not burnt but close.

I must be weird.

I prefer my bacon barely cooked until it's still flabby. No cripsiness needed. It keeps all it's natural flavor that way. Crisper bacon has proportionately less taste, IMO.

Oh and I keep bacon grease too, same as Pie does.

♪ ♫ They serve their chicken fried in bacon grease;
it's just down the road, down the road a piece ♪ ♫

Man, that joke is OLD! I think I heard it first in 7th grade. (tho' it referenced a turkey sandwich and mayonnaise.)

What's better than bacon wrapped bacon?

I like Canadian Bacon wrapped with Salt Pork wrapped with Pancetta wrapped with Prociutto wrapped with Double-Smoked Thick Sliced Bacon wrapped with Slab Bacon and topped with Bacon-bits.

Yeah, I'm serious about bacon.

We ordered takeout from this authentic Chinese place near us the other night. I got "Pork Soup with Chinese Pickles" and Mr. Clod got "Pork with Preserved Vegetables." The lady on the phone was extremely dubious--first she said, "You are Chinese?" Mr. Clod laughed and said he was about as white as they come, and she said, "Oh, your wife is Chinese then." He assured her I was not, but that we liked to eat interesting food, and we weren't scared. She was unconvinced. When I went to pick up the order, she again questioned me on what sort of experience we had eating real Chinese food, and you could tell she really, really wanted to just take the food back and bring me a nice container of fried rice and sesame chicken instead.

Anyway, I finally made it out of there, by now extremely curious about what crazy thing we'd committed ourselves to eating. Turns out that in both cases, where the menu said "pork" they really meant "bacon." Mr. Clod's dish was basically half a package of bacon, laid on top of this unidentifiable stuff that looked like very sauteed onions--like French Onion Soup without the soup. It tasted awesome. And my soup was essentially a clear broth with gigantic pieces of cabbage, and the other half of the package of bacon. Also delicious. I really don't understand why the lady thought we wouldn't like them; it's not like the flavors were strange or inaccessible.

Please invite me to your home for supper. :cool:

How do I like my bacon cooked?

In sets of ten.

Curing technique; otherwise a ham would come out indistinguishable from a pork shoulder, and bacon (streaky) from salt pork.
Perhaps this is why?

From a 101st Airborne page on equipment:

Scroll way down.

I'd always, because of this, understood gammons to be small hams, no bigger than both one's fists set together.

The gammon grenade developed as a less exciting/perilous alternative to that rather desperate antiarmor weapon, the Sticky Bomb -- a considerable charge of explosive encased in knit fabric impregnated with birdlime, the whole contraption protected in a handy hinged cover. You ran up to tanks and chucked it at them and it would stick, you see, to their presumable detriment when the fuse ran out. But do handle with care -- if it accidentally got stuck to your battledress in all the excitement, any problems with constipation just might be at an end.

Sticky Bomb (enlargeable images)

There must be a nitrite connection here somewhere...

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When I was n high school in the late 80s, there were two lads from Afghanistan who had been smuggled out when the Russians put prices on their heads. They had been approaching tanks to cell 'cigarettes' to the crew, and when the crew opened the hatch to buy them, would drop in a grenade.

No one messed with those kids.

right. should have wrapped the grenade in bacon.

In Afghanistan? :eyebrow: Tres haram, dude.