tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post182185816839683697..comments2023-06-04T08:20:46.962-05:00Comments on One Tree Past The Fence: On the Subject of BaconKathleen Badehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-8712503227751296712009-02-16T17:38:00.000-06:002009-02-16T17:38:00.000-06:00Mmmm. Bacon. *makes Homer Simpson-type noise* I...Mmmm. Bacon. *makes Homer Simpson-type noise* I happen to like my bacon as close to cremated as possible (I like crispy bacon) and when I used to work in a professional kitchen, the guys used to make fun of me. One time they burned a tray of bacon and I walked in to find it sitting innocently in my section. I think they figured I'd eat it. I might have if they hadn't carbonized it. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-63311795800876614072009-02-16T16:34:00.000-06:002009-02-16T16:34:00.000-06:00You guys are killing my ego in all the best ways. ...You guys are killing my ego in all the best ways. <BR/><BR/>We all love food yanno, which in my mind means we're not opposed to drooling, salivating, craving...<BR/><BR/>it was bacon on a plate. y'all could do it too. <BR/>In fact I've seen you do it. You look at food and its more than something to eat, its a piece of art. You all get that, I know because I've sat and admired your images.<BR/><BR/>And well Miss Piggy (laughing) can bite my pork fat. (I happen to like Miss Piggy)<BR/><BR/>Ruffles her chicken feathers does a bawk and waddles off to the barn... : )))<BR/><BR/><BR/>xoKathleen Badehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09511937166340041010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-90391442994412629592009-02-16T14:01:00.000-06:002009-02-16T14:01:00.000-06:00I made..bacon bunnies for lunch!J's bread.. fontin...I made..bacon bunnies for lunch!<BR/><BR/>J's bread.. fontina cheese atop..then bacon..<BR/>Grill in the oven:) Bon!Thought of YOUR bacon~<BR/>Yours could win a pageant.<BR/>Miss Piggy must be jealous.La Table De Nanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04358539954508050792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-55137024740877644992009-02-16T12:48:00.000-06:002009-02-16T12:48:00.000-06:00Bacon! Bacon! Bacon! I love bacon! We should hav...Bacon! Bacon! Bacon! I love bacon! We should have a good fattening breakfast together--just us chickens pigging out and chatting about.vanillasugarbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04326351678882055985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-30645178906486095892009-02-16T12:39:00.000-06:002009-02-16T12:39:00.000-06:00Exquisite! (And though I love it, I never thought ...Exquisite! (And though I love it, I never thought I would be calling bacon "exquisite" ~ it's your outstanding photography that made me do it.)<BR/><BR/>I swear I can smell the delicious aroma al the way on the other side of the country. :)Mari @ Once Upon a Platehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16780341844995085098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257728646189040727.post-54891090823631044572009-02-16T12:27:00.000-06:002009-02-16T12:27:00.000-06:00face it, your pics could make down feathers look d...face it, your pics could make down feathers look delish~ <BR/><BR/>you've got that magic eye!a quiet lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15764214603632867021noreply@blogger.com