On Bacon: and Traditions

Bacon. Honestly one of the reasons I get out of bed on the weekends, hangover or not. This amazing piece of meat, from the belly of a pig makes me happy. But just don't give me crap bacon. You can find amazing bacon for cheap. I still walk by the prepackaged aisle of bacon at the grocery store and shudder- who pays 14$ for less than a pound of bacon?!  

Bacon, for me is more than just a major food group (and possibly a source of my Dad Bod). It's about tradition. It's about my kids going to bed Friday night saying they are looking forward to helping me make breakfast tomorrow and (whispering in my ear...) BACON!  Knowing that my kids are learning the value of spending time together gathering around something of importance goes way beyond peppered or applewood smoked. 

I hope that, in some small part, the consumption of bacon on the weekends leads to my kids one day leading the same charge with their clan. Whether that is sweetrolls, kale smoothies, or drum circles. You have to bring something to the table for which the family can gather round. And that, above all, is why I love me some bacon.