This morning when I had awoken, I thought to myself....I'm in the mood for some bacon....not any old run of the mill supermarket bacon that has been suficating under a vacuum of plastic for months or more. I pondered and suddenly remembered the polish deli/butcher down Van Houten by School 13. They must be open and I always smell their smoker filling the air with a scent of fine woods burning..producing a seductive layer of flavorful smoke that surrounds fresh cuts of delictable foods. To my amazement they were open. As I opened the door the scent of smoked meats, stuffed cabbage and pierogi filled my nostrills sending my stomach into overtime turns since it was hungry. I patiently awaited in line while the old polish ladies helped the customers. Fear came over me as I realized they all were speaking only Polish! Then came my turn and the lady asked me what I needed...WHEW! she spoke English!..but wait did I have an english speaking only sign on my forehead? She sliced my pound of smoked bacon nice and on the thinner side. With the bargain price of $4.70..I should have bought two!
As I got home, I took my cast iron frying pan out...layed out several pieces and turned the stove on a med to high flame. In moments the fat stated to rumble and shake in the bacon slices..as the scent of that seductive smell started to eminate through the house. Turning the pieces as they cooked and bubbles in the pan. Removing them as i drained them on a white paper towel. Crisp lucious pieces of pork meat held together my a smoky band of crispy cooked fat. That's when I realized that two pounds would have been good. then as the last piece came out of the pan, I looked at the pan in amazement on the small amount of fat. But as swiftly as i could i drained that special hot molten liguid of vast flavors into a cup. Need to save it for another culinary delight to make this weekend. As the plate of bacon piled high started to twindle as the four of us attacked it...the flavor was nice..yes it tasted like pork with a slight undertone of a mild wood smoke but not salty like a processed supermarket bacon. I don't think I can ever go back to those packages of sufficating dying bacon meat since I have a bacon that is ALIVE!!!
April 17, 2010
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