Beautiful views of Four Peaks from Windy Hill in Roosevelt, Arizona, our new Snow Bird Home.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Ah, the smell of bacon!
There's nothing quite like the smell of bacon wafting through the still morning air. We'd prefer to cook bacon at a campsite someplace but we've been too harried recently to take time to smell the bacon. So, we decided to celebrate the last day of July with a nice skillet full of thick cut pepper bacon. I even sought out a new utensil in which to serve the bacon--a "heart healthy presentation," you might say! Our "Rules of Bacon" decree that it MUST be cooked outside so that everyone can enjoy the aroma. Also, it makes a real mess when cooked inside and the old aroma turns stale and stinks up the place. If you cook it outside on a campstove, it's almost like you''re camping in your own backyard! Cheap thrills, huh? We love to cook bacon but, due to Old Age Health Concerns, we don't do it very often. If I get bacon twice in a summer month, it's been a good month. Once a month is about right. We almost never have bacon in the winter--it's simply too cold outside to stand around cooking bacon. Well, I guess we're now an official B&B: Bacon & Baking here at the bungalow.