Thoughts

Well, I figure if my posts are going to be heavily influenced by the foodie in me of late, I might as well kick it up a notch. So I give you the breakfast pizza. The breakfast pizza, prior to being cooked. Pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese,  pre-cooked breakfast sausage and bacon and egg, frozen spinach, and olives. Crispy cheese. Overview. Dinner portion. In honor of Rhett & Link who partially inspired this : "Will it Pizza? ... Yes!"

I know that pasta is not the healthiest meal to survive on (sorry, Jesse), but occasionally I cook some up to last a few days. Tonight's pasta is a creamy pesto basil sauce, with bits of bacon, marinated artichoke hearts, and sliced black olives. The sauce sounds complex, but it came in a can. So did the artichoke hearts. I just added the sauce after heating the other three ingredients in a pan for a bit. The bacon was leftovers from this weekend's breakfast. You have to keep it simple sometimes.

Dear Travis, To this day, I still owe you my appreciation for the gift of perfectly-cooked bacon. However, I cannot keep this gift a secret from others. While having my first legitimate breakfast in several days, I have decided I should share the secret. The secret is... BUBBLES. Watch the bubbles carefully. Big bubbles make floppy bacon, small bubbles make crispy bacon. Eventually, you will find the bubble size that makes your perfect bacon, and you will nail it every time. For the love of God, though, please don't burn this porcine gift! So this morning I dine on bacon, Greek yogurt, peaches, cherries, and bit of honey. Sincerely, Troy (the protector of properly-cooked bacon)