For almost 33 years, I lived a bacon-free life, and looking back, it feels almost criminal. My family never cooked bacon—not for religious reasons, just because it wasn’t part of our meals. For decades, I avoided breakfast meats altogether, opting for fruit or toast instead. When it came to Cobb salads, I would always request extra avocado and skip the bacon. The idea of adding bacon to sandwiches or burgers baffled me. What was the fuss about this fatty delicacy? I simply had no interest.
Then last week, my dear friend Lily came to visit. She has a knack for treating us to delightful meals, and this time she whipped up a Red Pepper Frittata paired with Brown Sugar-Chili Bacon. I hesitated, telling her, “I’ll stick with the frittata; bacon isn’t my thing.” She looked at me, clearly puzzled. “But have you really tried it? You can’t just not like bacon—it’s almost impossible!”
That June morning, as the bacon cooked on the stove, the sweet and salty aroma filled the kitchen, and I found myself intrigued. Tentatively, I took a bite, armed with a napkin for safety. To my surprise, it was heavenly—like nothing I had ever tasted before. Each crunchy morsel seemed to vanish as I savored the flavor.
Since that moment, bacon has been on my mind constantly. I daydream about bacon for breakfast, bacon for dinner, and even bacon-wrapped dates. How had I missed out on this for so long? It’s clear I have 33 years of bacon indulgence to catch up on, and I’m ready to relish every single bite.
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In summary, my unexpected love for bacon transformed my culinary experience, opening up a world of flavors I had previously ignored. Now, I’m excited to embrace this delicious journey ahead!