The two saddest words in the English language

Yesterday I was making dinner for my wife and myself: slow-cooker pulled pork.

The recipe starts with chicken broth and two slices of bacon in the slow cooker. The pork is country-style ribs rubbed with a mixture of brown sugar, (smoked) paprika, chili powder, salt and pepper. These are nestled into the cooker and cooked on high for about 4 hours.

Then come the fateful words:

Discard bacon.

I shuddered.

Please tell me you at least let the dog eat it?

Have you reported this to the House Un-American Activities Committee?

If my grandmother were around, she would smack the recipe author one!!! :-1: :heart:

Dogs . . . plural.

One tri-color collie, one pembroke welsh corgi.

And, no, I didn’t follow the directions in the recipe. Sometimes I’m a rebel, throwing caution to the wind.

i saw discarded bacon in a show this weekend i think it was called smilf

on fleek!

Are we not doing the whole pictures thing anymore?

I’m just going to come out and say it - I could take or leave bacon. I mean, I don’t dislike it but I don’t really get why there’s so much love for it. It’s like the whole world (excluding certain religions) is caught up in 2 decade long meme about how amazing it is.

I admit, if I ordered a full fried breakfast and there was no bacon I’d feel a bit shortchanged and a bacon sarnie on a hangover can hit the spot but otherwise i find it a bit meh.