Six degrees of Kevin Bacon Grease. In the last few days I’ve heard four people in four different contexts, at four different times, talk about bacon. Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s October. But it’s no accident, it’s a sign, a sign I saw and read loud and clear and went to the store and bought myself some bacon. Even vegetarians like bacon. It keeps the rain out.
Might as well cook up the whole package and use the left-over for some wicked Turkey, Bacon, Avocado sandwiches down the road. But before you know it the whole package is cooked and consumed and you’re left with a pan full of bacon grease. And even after your cats have licked up their fill from the frying pan you still have enough left to overhaul your rear hub and repack the bearings in smooth, fragrant bacon grease. It keeps the rain out.
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