I have a confession to make.
It's been over a month since I've had bacon.
Sure, I get a little when I buy a breakfast burrito off the Mexican taco truck owned by a Vietnamese family at an American owned warehouse (is America great, or what?) but I haven't fried any of my own nor ordered it when I go out for breakfast.
Don't ask me why, I don't know. I did buy a pound and a half of extra thick bacon at the store today, but it's not like I headed right for it like I used to.
I'm sorry, folks. I feel like I've let you down.