Sir/Madam I think you just accidentally invented the ONE TRUE food of the Gods.
Sausage wrapped in bacon covered in melted cheese.
I think I would go for sausage wrapped around cheese, then wrapped in bacon and deep fried. A Scotch egg without bothering the hens.
That would explain all the mudpoodles.
The Bacon God is pissed! I mean, just look at the expression on his face! Run, ChefGuy, run!
After many, many seconds of meditation and deep thought (ooh, shiny!), I’ve come to the conclusion that the only solution will be to fry up twice as much tomorrow to atone. Don’t try to stop me. I must give this pound of flesh, stripped for action.
For all the hawtness that is bacon, I’ve heretofore been spared any sexual connotations regarding the best of all breakfast foods.
Sex is great.
Bacon is great.
KEEP THEM SEPARATE, ELSE THE GODS WILL BE JEALOUS!
Now, carry on…
You did the right thing. Bacon must be enjoyed and if its flavor has been sullied, then it has not fulfilled its purpose. Just walk away knowing that you’ve learned from this experience.
What is this beer + tomato juice abomination that has been mentioned? Do you drink the tomato juice then chase it with a beer, or vice versa? Surely the two do not inhabit the same glass?
Oh, but they do. I suspect they were invented so bars with only a beer-and-wine license (no liquor) could have something to serve at Bloody Mary time.
I hesitate to question your hypothesis—you are, after all, Chefguy—but could it be that the fenugreek doesn’t like being soaked in all fat and no water? So all the fat-soluble tastes are overrepresented and the water-soluble ones not at all? I’ve had the same problem with garlic getting all janky when there’s no water in the fat.
Hey, I like Clameto cocktail. Could I sub that for the tomato juice?
This is so good it bears repeating.
Chefguy - I am sorry for your loss. Simply tragic. 
Chefguy, as penance, I suggest you cook up a batch of one of my favorite appetizers from Psycho Suzi’s Motor Lounge: bacon-wrapped little smokies with a brown sugar glaze.
I suspect the secret ingredient is heroin.
I never let science get in the way of rampant speculation and uninformed opinion. All I know is that I let bacon down for the first time in my life. The pain is nearly unbearable.
This is not possible. Sex and bacon are teh awesome.