Bacon. a love affair.

Well, the last few weeks have been shockingly good for my figure and the impending Palm Springs trip.  The trainer has gone so far as to even say "your ass is getting smaller." and "you don't look as puffy as you used to."

Ah, men have such a way with words...

Anyway, I was totally on track and moving and feeling really good about myself and what I was choosing to shove in the intake hole.  Note the use of the word was.  The streak is gone. and rightfully so, since yesterday was the Superbowl, and I was starving when I hit the store to shop for snacks.

First mistake: Blue Cheese Dressing with Bacon.

This wouldn't really be a mistake, except that I spent most of the first half of the game grabbing anything within reach and dunking it into a bowl of that delicious stuff.
I say "most" of the first half, because just before The Who embarrassed themselves in front of millions, I moved along to something else terrible for me....

Second Mistake: Bacon Wrapped Club Crackers.
I'm not really too sure how I managed to go so long without knowing about these, but now I realize that I didn't go long enough without knowing about them... One of our hosts good friends lovingly made us a tray of delicious club crackers wrapped in the thickest bacon(/pork steaks) I have ever seen.  Then he popped them in the oven to bake and when they came out? BAM, crispy deliciousness.  I ate about 3 before I felt like passing out so I stopped briefly.  However, somewhere in the second half (BORING), I got up to refill some snack plates and managed to see the fresh (second batch) of bacon crackers cooling on the stove.  So I went over and took a peak.

"hmm" I thought. "where did all of the grease go?" (since such thick bacon must have melted off a SIGNIFICANT amount of fat). I wouldn't even question this if I wasn't cooking bacon often enough to have a fairly refined sense of how much grease different types and cuts of bacon produce so that I can be on standby with the appropriate "pour off" device. 

then it hit me.

the grease didn't evaporate. it just went IN the crackers.  (vomit).

The files are iiiiiiiiiiiin the computer......

Gym Time.