Mmmmmmm….. Bacon November 13, 2007
Posted by daveintexas in History, Man Laws, Philosophy, Science, Travel.trackback
Nitrate and nitrite rich foods such as bacon and other cured meat may improve your chances of surviving a heart attack and recovering faster, according to a preliminary study from the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.
What. The Hell?
All my life, ALL my friggin life, I’ve heard nitrates and nitrites = BAD. Mind you I didn’t stop eating the stuff, because I like it, but this is the second “turn science and conventionally accepted nutrition on its head” story we’ve had this year.
The first one was about fat. Here’s what I know about fat. Fat is flavor. If it’s fat-free, it’s flavor-free.
I don’t understand what’s happening anymore. It’s like I woke up in Crazyworld™ or something.
Next thing you know, red wine will be bad for you.
CHEST PAINS…MUST HAVE SLIM JIM…NEED SMOKED MEATS….
Seriously, this explains how my dad survived his heart attack, drove himself to the emergency room, checked in for observation, told the nurse he needed to move his car, drove home and put the dog in the house and smoked his last cigarette ever, and then sneaked back into the hospital.
And this on top of the recent advice (In the UK) that we should stop eating bacon altogether due its link to cancer. The red wine thing has already been reversed as grape juice is now meant to be a better option. Nobody seems to agree on anything these days.
Milk is good for you.
No wait, it’s bad for you.
On second thought, it’s good for you.
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I worked (lighting) a few Medical Conventions where they would say things like “We used to prescribe such-and-such a procedure but now it is Contra-indicated.”
Code for – It killed a bunch of people.
Once i heard that the Sun can kill you i just saied Fuck It and started doing whatever the hell i wanted health wise.
What’s next fer cryin’ out loud? What, I suppose now they’re gonna tell us that unprotected anal sex with Hatian hookers isn’t as safe as expected. Harumph. Whatever.
Me love you long OUCH!
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You ever get the feeling that the compounded wisdom regarding health passed down to you from all of your ancestors is more valuable than what the NIH tells you on the eve of submitting a grant request? Shit like this just makes me trust my innate knowledge base in every area even more than I already did.
Fortunately,my granny made a huge contribution to that innate knowledge base when she told me (in between puffs) that if she ever saw me smoke a cigarette, she’d kick the living shit out of me, no matter how old and feeble she was nor how young and vibrant I was. Somehow that helped.Unfortunatly, my dad’s constant incantation of DWI stats didn’t slow down my beer consumption much.
“Has the train arrived in Port-au-Prince?”
“No, it’s in Cap Hatien!”
Whoot! Time to sign up for the Bacon of the Month Club!
I actually made bacon last weekend. It was yummy. I was inspired by a guy that posts at AoS sometimes as Darth Bacon. He was going to send me some of his, but since I have a smoker it was kind of a no brainer to do it myself.
It was riculously good. I’m going to experiment next time putting a good high heat char on the outside after it gets all the yummy smokiness. Burnt ends o’ doom.
I-I-I l-l-like m-m-m-makin b-b-b-b-acon!
A co-worker brought deviled eggs for a going away party a few days ago. She topped them with bacon and olive slices. My heart kept pounding, but just barely. They were good.
Easy for you to say.
…that was in response to #13, of course.
The obvious answer to all of the heart-stopping health concerns, BTW, is more caffeine.
You know, Hunter Thompson probably would have lived until he was like 96 despite all the substances, of an illegal or legal nature, if he wasn’t such a dumb fuck.
BLTs swimming in mayo for everyone.
Yeah, it kind of skews the figures if you blow your own head off.
Oddly enough, I was just telling a young lady I work with how much I love stuff that’s bad for me like bacon. Now I’ll have to rethink my values.
Last week a co-worker and I got into a discussion on Bacon Gravy. I told her how my Grandma used to fry up some big thick slabs of Hickory Smoked Bacon, she would then fry eggs in the bacon grease, and after she was done with the eggs, she would make bacon gravy.
I was so jonesing for some bacon, I went home and made the spousal unit and myself bacon and eggs. I was in seventh heaven.
Grandma used to fry up some big thick slabs of Hickory Smoked Bacon, she would then fry eggs in the bacon grease, and after she was done with the eggs, she would make bacon gravy.
Gravy rules. Bacon gravy, sausage gravy, red eye gravy – doesnt matter – that shit is good.
Bacon grease is the best thing to fry chicken in too. Double breaded chicken fried in bacon grease is about the best thing you can possibly hope to eat.
Red eye gravy..
oh that’s the shit! Yess!
Off topic, but I thought it was funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZA1NoOOoaNw
A wacky indian song?
Like fat? Just saw a report on the tv box news thing that says curvy ( read chubby) mommas have the smartest babies. And the curvier the baby momma, the smarter the momma baby. So guys, want smart kids? Get ‘em a momma with lotta back.
After reading this, I celebrated with 2 bacon cheeseburgers off the $1 menu at McDonalds.
Thank You.
Comish that was hilarious! My looney bun is fine, Benny Lava! lol!
Have you been high today?
I see the nuns are gay!
My brother yelled to me
I love you inside Ed!
I can’t stop.
Mr. Minority: That was part of our conversation. I told her how my grandma would use the bacon grease for cooking the eggs and how she saved the grease for cooking other stuff too. The girl had that horrified, brain washed by the nanny state, look on her face when I told her that you don’t have to use spray from a can to cook eggs.
SaturdaysI get Chick Fila’s side order of bacon for around $.90 as a fun snack!
I went with my parents to Fogo de Chão tonight. It was good. But none of the pork stuff, which always bums me.
See, my father and my sister will drink (alcoholic beverages) and eat pork. My brother drinks but does not eat pork. I eat pork but do not drink. Until last year, my mother did not drink or eat pork. Now she drinks on occasion (making me the sole teetotaler) but adamantly will not eat pork. And because she’s Mom, neither can any of us when she is around. (She doesn’t know my father, my sister, and I eat pork.)
At least y’all weren’t sneaking outside to smoke cigarettes.
That would crush her.
I often say I could convert to vegetarianism if not for bacon…could there be such as thing as a lacto-ovo-baco-vegetarian? If so, I’m there.
I love me some bacon, but I do feel guilt toward Babe the pig when I crunch down. The cognitive dissonance is severe.(Yum!/I’m so sad).
I often say I could convert to vegetarianism if not for bacon…
…and its related products, known collectively as “all forms of meat known to man.”
amazonratz: We used to raise a couple of pigs at my parents’ place. They don’t stay cute. In fact, you’d be happy to eat them and their children if you spent enough time around them.
NO MORNING IS COMPLETE WITH OUT BACON ARE YOU PEOPLE MAD!!
the perfect Thanksgiving feast?
A turkey wrapped in bacon:
http://www.chow.com/recipes/11130
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