Bacon by Proxy?
BAND NAME!
Got my Bacon Salt this afternoon. Mrs. HSM and I were on our way to a chinese buffet, and I must say there is very little (only shrimp delight - because of the sauce) that Bacon Salt did not improve.
The best was Bacony cantaloupe, closely followed by bacony watermelon.
Bacon! Bacon! Bacon!
HSM
A short while ago, I received an e-mail from the US Postal Service saying that a 3-pack of Bacon Salt was delivered to my home this afternoon! [Well, not their exact words, but still…].
So, when I get home, I will be able to wallow in bacony goodness! Unless my neighbors stole it. 
I have to admit, on reading this I toyed around with the idea of denouncing Bacon Salt in public [“I hate it twice as much as devilsknew, so send me two three-packs! Now!”], but decided it wasn’t worth messing with Bacon Karma. Besides, my order has arrived now – apparently.
Just to annoy the shit out of you smiley-haters (you know who you are 
), I must report that earlier today, CasaRuby accepted their delivery of that manna of the Gods, aka the BaconSalt 3-pack. 
Life was good 
until hub came home and told me that he was helping a friend of ours fix the air conditioning in their minivan (it’s like a million degrees here) .
As much as I wanted to try said BaconSalt on real food 
, I had to defer to eating out tonight :mad: because cooking was simply not an option at 9pm.
A wise sage once told me… Tomorrow is another day… so for today, I am really only enjoying BaconSalt by Proxy. :eek:
Sacre’ Bleu!!
The sacrements have thou forsaken. You turn your back on He who gives us Footballs, Low and Slow Ribs, Ham, the most perfect snack chip (Dare I suggest chicharrones con bacon salt, penetenzione… blasphemy!), and notwithstanding, Bacon.
Nay, It is thou who have forsaken the way of Hamley Baconey and shunned the faith of Swine.
Pork… It’s what your Dad did.
Verily, I say…
… need I mention sausageas?
Ok, here’s one for ya.
Bacon Salt will never force me to endure that horrid, awful, faith-questioning experience that is the dreaded rancid bite of bacon.
Nothing is more foul than having your mouth pre-watered and anticipating that delicious bacony goodness, only to have it violated by that god-awful taste.
You are mentally ill. A bad bacony bite? I think better.
While trying to find a cite in support of the teeming millions despising rancid bacon as much as I do, I found an interesting page that may be quite relevant to some of those reading this thread.
Besides, my Bacon Salt recipe involves candied bacon. A thouroughly timeless preservation technique. Smoked and candied… what rancidity do you speak of?
EWWWW! Now you’ve gone too far! I did not need that mental image of my dad porking.
starts gathering stones
Alright, I didn’t want to have to do this devilsknew but you leave me no choice.
::: Reaches for large can labeled “Whoop Ass” and unscrews the lid:::
Bacon Salt is kosher and vegetarian. Can you (truthfully) make the same claim? 
::: Replaces the lid on the can of “Whoop Ass” and heads of to the kitchen for some eggs with bacon salt. :::
Another three pack ordered.
What won’t they think of next to make life better!
Well, we’ve already got Mr. Coffee Maker, Mr. Yogurt Maker, Mr. Pasta Maker, and Mr. Bread Makers; I’m waiting for them to come out with an easy to use Mr. Vodka Maker.
Wouldn’t that be fun? You pour your ingredients in the morning, and when you get back from work you’ve got a quart of Citron waiting for you. We could probably make bacon vodka!
Mr. Vodka
What’s better than Mr. Vodka? A Barmonkey!
Well I was kinda hoping for something that would fit in with all the other gadgets on my kitchen counter. In black, if you don’t mind.
Recieved ours yesterday - the smell alone is fantastic, put that in your glade freshners!
Anyway, generously used on our Burgers - makes a nice tasty addition… and a secret for the family barbacue that will once and for all cement me atop the pedestal of the GrillKing.
Thanks for alerting us to this, oh Lord of the Bacon Salt.
Weather yesterday put the temp in the mid 80s, which meant it was over 90 in my kitchen, which meant I wasn’t gonna be firing up no deep fry.
Crab cakes tonight.