Wow! It’s been a hectic weekend, and its going to be one heck of a Monday. Let’s just say it involves major deadlines and multi-paged proposals. And so I will simply start the week with this beautiful photo of a pile of bacon, and wishes that your week may be more bacon than work.
I’ve long said that if I were about to be executed and were given a choice of my last meal, it would be bacon and eggs. There are few sights that appeal to me more than the streaks of lean and fat in a good side of bacon, or the lovely round of pinkish meat framed in delicate white fat that is Canadian bacon. Nothing is quite as intoxicating as the smell of bacon frying in the morning, save perhaps the smell of coffee brewing. — James Beard (1903-1985)