Monday, January 12, 2009


That is the word my fine foodie friend used to describe this.

One can just feel the arteries hardening while reading it. But in a good way.


Laura E. Goodin said...

You start weaving the bacon. I'll bring the sausage.

Chard said...

I was just thinking that this is almost the perfect Super Bowl Party Food. Too bad we're planning to be off skiing that weekend.

On the other hand, it's looking like all the snow may have melted off before then. Grrrr.

This would be a fine consolation meal, however. I could be consoled by woven bacon.

Anonymous said...

Ew. Ew, ew, ew! EE-EW! That's beyond disgusting!

The Superbowl's not on a weekend I'm in town, is it? If so...

"Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!"