04.06.01

I love pork. I love pork roasts. I love pork chops, especially the smoked kind. I love pork ribs, barbequed or no. I love ham. I love bacon. I love sausage and all things sausage-y, like bratwurst and pepperoni. I love pretty much anything pork-related that doesn't involve snouts, guts, or feet.

I also enjoy a tasty turkey ham. In the interest of reducing a little unnecessary fat from my diet, I discovered that it makes a fine substitute for diced pork ham in salads and omelets, and for sliced pork ham in sammiches.

So, the other day, I saw "turkey bacon" at the grocery store. I've never had it before, so I thought it sounded like a good idea. Boy, was I horribly wrong.

For those that remember the SAT's, I offer the following analogy:

Turkey bacon is to real bacon, as:

C) a steaming pile of pig shit is to a gold bar.

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