Chocolate Bacon
I thought I'd mention that I'm sitting here right now, at the end of my light supper, enjoying a treat of chocolate-covered bacon.
By that I mean, of course, actual bacon that's been dipped in chocolate. Our friend George decided to make some at Isaac's birthday party as a special experiment and we still had a few leftovers. (For those of you who know George, it will be no surprise that he was the one with a yen to try making chocolate-covered bacon.) The bacon he used was rather peppery and the effect is good.
For some reason that I don't understand it was not snatched up at the party. Personally, I think it's quite tasty.
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on Thursday, 25 December 2008 at 01.42
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That will do for different. I can sort of imagine how it might
be enjoyable. I might try it sometime.
on Friday, 26 December 2008 at 01.21
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the trick, I suspect, is not to tell the guests what it is.
someone once sent me a care package of various goodies, and the odd shaped chocolate things were quite delish. It wasn't until I dropped one and the chocolate coating fell off that I realised they were chocolate covered potato crisps (er, chips). They were rather like a chocolate covered wafer, and the saltiness of the chips was not the dominant taste at all.
haven't been able to find them for ages (they originally came from Johnstown [as in "flood"] PA
on Friday, 26 December 2008 at 09.12
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I like my bacon…straight.
Don't some dietitians suggest a taboo on mixing fats and sweets? Something about each requiring a different package of digestive juices. Of course, chocolate itself is a mixture of fats and sweets right off the bat, so there is no hope for me.
on Friday, 26 December 2008 at 14.43
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Naturally, I never take my bacon … straight, but this will surprise no one. I hate to say it, Fred, but the nutritional / digestive theory sounds to me like the stuff of fad cookbooks. Regardless of its veracity, I suspect there is, indeed, no hope for you anyway!
I had some more chocolate bacon it last night at George's house. He's perfecting his recipe and offered us "version 2". His process had improved, but I don't know that the outcome was significantly better.
Oddly, I've realized that it's the sort of taste one could come to crave.
on Saturday, 27 December 2008 at 13.32
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Oddly, I've realized that it's the sort of taste one could come to crave.
are you trying to tell us you're pregnant????
[as for myself, I'm not pregnant, though heaven knows I keep trying.]
on Saturday, 27 December 2008 at 18.15
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No, not pregnant so far as I can tell–I think I'm past that time of life, actually. At least I assume it's been my midlife crisis that's been going on since about the turn of the century.
on Saturday, 27 December 2008 at 21.28
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Oh, silly bear! Don't tell me you are only now discovering the joys of choci-covered baccie?! They sell them in bars ya know! (As in, in the shape of, not in a place where alcohol is consumed). I refer you to: http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/product/bacon_exotic_candy_bar/exotic_candy_bars DEEEELISH!
on Sunday, 28 December 2008 at 00.18
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And when do you think was the last time I was in a bar? I suspect bacon itself hadn't even been invented then! But I'd like to think that coming to chocolate bacon later, I come wiser and with more sophisticated tastes. Not that chocolate bacon can be misconstrued to indicate good taste.
on Monday, 29 December 2008 at 15.12
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unusual food seems to be the subject du jour – elsewhere I've been in a discussion on various ghastly dishes that get brought to church socials. Someone suggested that a special circle of hell is reserved for those who bring salads-entombed-in-jello to every single social event; another mentioned "funeral potatoes", which apparently got its (?their?) name for being a popular casserole to bring to mormon funerals (it's a casserole featuring froze spuds and cream-of-mushroom soup). And here we are talking about chocolate bacon.
since we're talking about odd food, permit me to advise… more Lime Jello Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise!
(I first saw this song performed by a soprano in an eeenormous wig, backed up by the Trawna gay chorus; this one is similar but different)
on Monday, 29 December 2008 at 16.13
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Unusual food is only "unusual" for people of limited, uncreative, pedestrian tastes. As you probably are aware, I am a huge fan of congealed salads and I'm a sucker for any cookbook that features molded Jell-O, particularly if it's old enough to use the word "congealed". I am chomping at the bit to try out a recipe from one recent acquisition, a congealed mold made with liverwurst–everyday fois gras!
"Funeral potatoes" are just fine despite their macabre nomenclature–they even figured once in passing in a story ("Goodland, Kansas") that I wrote, because there was a post-funeral potluck involved, at which they are the essential dish in certain locales.
(As you can tell, I haven't watched the video yet, but I'm on my way.)