Paging all SDMB bacon lovers, take a look here for the latest in bacony goodness. I think I heard my arteries slam shut, and my heart start to cavitate when I read this recipe.
And I think I hear cardiologists’ pagers going off all over the country… wow
Ummmmmmmrrrrrrrrr…the only phrase that comes to mind is “too much of a good thing.”
Way, way too much.
Open thread.
Receive Bacon!
I heartily recommend serving this with Scotch eggs on the side.
Mmmm… Breakfast sausage rather than Italian since I’m not a fan of Italian sausage. But placing slices in a biscuit could only be improved by pouring some sausage gravy over the whole mess.
Then a bypass.
Followed by more bacon!
Could we get a rough estimate of a calorie count for one of those suckers?
Our math is not sufficiently advanced.
I put 2lb bacon and 2lb Italian sausage into my fitday log. Here’s what came up.
That doesn’t account for fat loss during cooking, but I am guessing that whatever calories are lost through that are replaced by the whole jar of bbq sauce.
I recently swore off pork, and this helps a lot.
About the same as a Big Mac & lg fries
You’re missing a “doesn’t” in there. Right?
It’s the real purpose of the LHC experiment.
There are less decimal places in Pi than there are calories in that thing.
I am so going to make one out of veggie meat & bacon.
I think this may be the first food product that leaves the real number calorie line and drifts over into the complex real/imaginary number calorie plane 
Can we start some sort of fund, donation based, to be given to anyone that makes one of those close enough to the directions and eats the whole thing within a day and videotape the whole thing?
When the amount reaches some large amount someone will take a shot at it.
I’m fairly sure there are laws against paying someone to suicide, so we probably shouldn’t pursue that 
Hereis a bacon-y thread going on for 16 pages of delightfulness on another board.
There are advantages to having my gout recently decide that any pork product is too much pork.
I can’t convince myself that the bacon explosion would be worth the week of agony it would engender. And so my heart is actually feeling healthier, since it feels (rightly) that it’s dodged a bullet there.
I’m almost tempted to make one anyways to feed to other people just so I could smell it.
I thought a bacon explosion was an unfortunate side effect of cooking this.
Want!