Otto understands me. He knows when I need chocolate. He knows when I need a hug. He corrals the kids when I need to work and he cleans up after dinner whenever I look like my eye is starting to twitch again.
So the other day—and I have NO IDEA what he was doing at the time—a great cry of glee went up from the other desk in the office, and when I turned to see what was so exciting, Otto showed me this.
Five minutes later, he was lamenting the fact that he hadn’t kept it to himself, because that would’ve been an awesome birthday present for me.
You see, I love bacon. I double pink puffy heart bacon. I might, MIGHT, choose bacon over chocolate if I had to live the rest of my life with just one of them. Otto knows me well on that score. Bacon salt? To put on… everything? What a wonderful idea.
Otto ordered us some but it isn’t here yet. I am WAITING FOR MY BACON. In the midst of making doctor’s appointments and trying to work out life, I have decided to distract myself with the promise of delicious bacon taste on all foods. (It’s even kosher, which makes me giggle uncontrollably.) What can I do? I can read the Bacon Salt Blog or I can fantasize about all the things I shall put bacon salt on once it gets here.
I think it would probably be good on popcorn, don’t you?
Or eggs. It’d be perfect on eggs.
Or green beans. Or oatmeal. Or watermelon. Or—
(okay, maybe not watermelon….)
The possibilities are endless. And this is what my life has been reduced to, where the anticipation of bacon-flavored seasoning is the highlight of my day. Let’s not dwell on that too much. Let’s just think about other foods that will be greatly enhanced by the magic of bacon.