Bacon Association

An excerpt from the book I was reading on my commute this morning (the author’s father had suffered a stroke):

“What do you call this, Daddy?” I held up a fork. He mimed eating with his good hand. “That’s right. You eat with it, but what’s it’s name?”... His eyes tilted up as if he were searching for the right word. Meanwhile, in my own skull I leaned hard on the right word—fork fork fork—like a mantra. His eyes flashed. The good side of his mouth warped up in a half smile. “Bacon!”

Eating equals bacon for me too. From Mary Karr’s “The Liar’s Club.”

Best Bacon Breakfast (from a truck)

With food trucks being all the rage, it’s hard to keep up with all the tweeted locations. I have yet to try more than half of the trucks I follow (it certainly does not help if you are technically challenged and work in Westchester!). But I must start making a serious effort to track down Wafels and Dinges. Acording to Serious Eats, their truck is soon to be offering the bacon waffle! This wonderful breakfast would make my commute just a bit easier to bear if only they parked near Grand Central in the mornings...

Thanks to Karen & Charlotte who simultaneously sent me this story!