i love the stuff. it’s versatility in the kitchen lends itself to having many uses from flavoring to grease to breakfast meat… bottom line… it rules! or, in the words of Emeril Lagasse, “pork fat rules.”
it’s even multicultural… panchetta (Italy), peameal bacon (Canada), samgyeopsal (Korea), collop (France) are all types of bacon!
my devotion for this versatile breakfast food runs deep, but i must also say that it is something that is saved as a treat and not something that is eaten at ever possible chance. with all that said, and my devotion clearly proclaimed… i dare say that i will never, ever make any attempt at trying the following…
yes, ladies and gentelman… it’s canned bacon. it was one thing when they put already cooked bacon on the shelf in the refridgerator section next to the uncooked bacon. and yet another thing when they placed in on a normal shelf without refridgeration (which is something i am still puzzled by). but now this… what has the culinary world come to for someone to consider canning bacon and thinking that it would be a good idea in any shape or form?
i have been thinking about burritos a lot lately. burritos come from a northern mexican border town. they were popularized in texas and then have spread across the country. living in california, epically in the sacramento, we are exposed to many variations of the burrito. from the more traditional found in the hispanic rich parts of sacramento to the commercialized mcdonald’s version at chipolte (which by the way is a smoked jalapeno pepper) burritos are found almost every where. you can’t drive down a street without seeing a burrito place.
then while in college, i found my burrito mecca… gordito burrito. not only were they close to my house, once i transfered to sac state, there was one on campus. where else could i get a big burrito, chips and salsa all for under four bucks? nowhere!
fast forward to now… i live in ceres, where there is no gordito burrito. on one of the man streets i count over 10 mexican restaurants within about a mile and half. so, with logical dedication applied, i should be able to find a great burrito establishment in the highly hispanic populace of ceres.
well, my hopes were fading and fading fast. but then i was inspired by my high school students to try burrito king one last time. under the great instruction of steven, i ordered the king burrito, no guac with carne asada.
i have found the holy grail of burritos. the search is over!
more on burritos later!