The Pig Whisperer

A city child came running into the farm house.  "No wonder that momma pig is so big!  There's a bunch of little pigs under her, blowing her up."
 

Bacon calls to me.  It can wake me up from a sound sleep if I smell it.  Bacon goes on, with, or next to every edible thing on the planet and it should be classified as its own food group.  Cooking it was a challenge until I realized that frying it up in strips is so "Old School."

Here's my Pig Whispering Frying Method: 

• (1)  Use scissors to cut the slab into 1-1/2" sections. 
• (2) Separate the sections in a frying pan, pop on a lid, and sizzle using medium heat.

• (3) Stir every so often.
• (4) Inhale deeply and let the aroma transport you to heaven and back.
• (5) Do not drain.  Watch and let it spark and pop in its own juices until a rich, deep crispy color is achieved.  
• (6) Place finished pieces on a platter that is lined with a paper towel.  Enjoy!  

I use the leftovers (yeah, right) in salads and on sandwiches the next day.  Sometimes, I get smart and cook up two packages at a time just so I have leftovers for the week.



How does a pig write home?  With a pig pen.  Why did the pig go to the casino?  To play the slop machines.  What do you call a pig with three eyes?  A piiig.    Did you hear about the pig who starting hiding her food in November?  She wanted to do her Christmas slopping early.  How did the pig beat the cow at Monopoly?  He built hotels on Pork Place.  Is it true that a barrel of pigs went over Niagra Falls?  No, that's just a bunch of hogwash!