Plumrose Bacon

Let's make one thing perfectly clear: I love bacon. Maybe not as fanatically as my colleague Jon, but it is a strong relationship nonetheless.

Sundays are for nothing if not for a good breakfast. Today that good breakfast is banana waffles courtesy of girlfriend who knows my weakness for the aforementioned fruit in pancake and waffle form. Accompanying the waffles is a goodly amount of bacon, Plumrose 'Premium' Bacon to be precise. My main motivation for purchasing this brand was the little Viking dude on the label. Sadly, my Scandinavian friend is selling a package of lies, as this bacon is far from 'premium'.

The bacon is virtually bereft of any meat whatsoever, instead, upon opening the package, I found myself greeted by a shimmering white slab of pork fat posing as smoky delicious bacon. Not one to pooh-pooh a bacony breakfast at first sight, I threw a few strips into my frying pan. Soon I was greeted by a few still pinkish-white pork ribbons swimming is a pool of their own rendered fat. What I was left with were a pile of very greasy and very small strips of bacon, essentially deep-fried to perfection.

It is hard to ruin bacon, and even though Plumrose throws out a valiant attempt at it, the bacon is ultimately quite edible and delicious. It just seems a pity that out of the entire pound of bacon I was left with a tiny, shriveled heap of deliciousness rather than what should have been a proud stack of sturdy bacon strips.

There's a lesson in all of this: Don't let a cool company mascot prevent you from fully examining the food you buy.

Anybody in need of a big bowl of bacon grease, drop me a line.