
I cannot for the life of me remember what I was reading when I saw the Google ad that brought me to find this stupendous concoction. I do, however, remember the feeling of excitement that welled up in the pit of my stomach after seeing those two words side by side. There are three other individuals on this earth that love bacon more than me and they are my wife, her brother, and our friend Neveen (see Flag Cake post). Upon spying the website, I sent them an e-mail with the link. My brother-in-law (Nathan, for those of you playing along at home) responded with the following, "This is going to change my LIFE! I told Cat (his wife, short for Catherine) about this huge personal development, but she thought that I was leading up to telling her that Andrea was prego. I said no, this is better." He then called me the following day to inform me that he secured the bacon salt at the grocery store. I instantly became jealous as I could not find it at Hy-Vee. Just imagine the possibilities! I asked him to try it out. So, over the phone, he opened his fridge and spied the remnants of a five-day-old rotisserie chicken that was on the verge of a hostile mold takeover. Sprinkle, sprinkle....chewing sounds...."it's fantastic!" He then proceeded to try it on a banana. I think he was going to make scrambled eggs this morning and report back.
Now our friend Neveen, she is a Muslim and it is against her religion to eat bacon. (Yes, she is a torn soul.) So, I thought this would be a friendly alternative given that the bacon salt is kosher and vegetarian. However, she is fearful that her religiously-strict mother (who lives with her and her husband) will die in their kitchen upon finding it in their cupboards. (She will just have to keep it at our house.)
So, I just went to their website and discovered the Hy-Vee that I work next to carries Bacon Salt! The Hy-Vee next to my house does not. Go figure. I have to go.
