I’ve given it a lot of thought and I’ve come to this conclusion…
… in Canada and the United States, bacon is the closest thing to a religion without actually being one.
I’m serious. It’s more than a mere fixation. It’s more than a national obsession.
People ADORE bacon.
I’ve heard people say (and mean) that they would seriously consider converting to Judaism but…
(Bacon sundae)
… just the thought of life without bacon is something that is, to them, simply unbearable.
I don’t get the obsession.
Sure, bacon tastes great but a lot of things taste great.
(The Bacone!)
Ice cream cones taste great.
(Chocolate-covered bacon – with sprinkles)
Chocolate tastes great.
Candy tastes great.
(Bacon cinnamon buns)
Cinnamon rolls taste great.
Mom’s apple pie tastes great.
And yet none of these foods even come close to the infatuation people have with bacon.
It goes WAY beyond liking it as a food. There is an emotional attachment at play here.
It is a national icon.
I will continue to try to understand this passion for bacon. I’m not sure I will succeed.
