i miss...#2

bacon! the smell, the taste, the texture in your mouth.

you heat up a non-stick skillet. throw the strips in. you listen to the crackling sound it makes. the smell of fat cooking. the smell of sodium with the fat. you watch as the strips wrinkle as they cook. oil accumulating and the bacon cooks in its own fat. you watch until the srips turn crinkly and brown. don't overcook, there has to be some fat still left or it's no good. it's bacon. bacon has to have fat!

you pick one piece and bite at it. it's crisp and yet the meat is still tender and the fat feels velvety. sodium velvet. it almost makes you forget what it actually does to your body. sometimes you dip it in catsup (or is it ketchup?).

the last time i ate bacon, in the spring, i ate it with rice, just like i used to do back in the old country. half a package of fatty mass. ate it all by myself. that was such a long time ago.