At work, we have an odd tradition: once every few months, we go buy several pounds of bacon, and fry it up at Dave’s house for lunch. Not much point to it, really, but today we had some weird Japanese contest show called the Extreme Championships on the TV. It got funnier the more beers spread around the room, and the bacon smell permeated Dave’s house.
Yep. 7 people, 5 pounds of bacon. Good lunch!
