I don’t eat bacon. It doesn’t mean I don’t make it for my family, or enjoy the smell of it, or reminisce about summers in Wisconsin when my grandmother would make bacon in the morning and the entire house would smell like bacon grease for hours…
I just don’t eat it.
But I’ve made it for years. And it’s not exactly the cleanest of things to make. Grease splatter everywhere, even if you use a grease screen… just not the prettiest thing in the world to clean up.
So when I learned how to make it the “clean” way, I was pretty excited.