BACON

​Who else loves bacon as much as I do? This morning, my mother cooked me some amazing bacon—extra super duper crispy, and I'm feeling grateful. I miss it so much when I'm in El Salvador because it's just so crazy expensive there. But when I visit the U.S., I make sure to indulge in some greasy flavorful bacon every chance I get. Thanks, mother, for reminding me that life is too short to not have bacon! And to all my fellow bacon lovers out there, let's unite and celebrate this delicious food that brings us so much happiness. Just remember to chew before you drool!

Here's a Bacon Poem that I put together today:
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This morning was quite a sight,
Something made my heart take flight.
My mother's cooking, oh so divine,
And what she made was oh so fine.

I saw it sizzling on my plate,
It was something I couldn't wait.
What is this? I had to ask,
And then I took a crispy, bacon-y task.

THIS IS BACON, my mother replied,
And my love for it I couldn't hide.
I missed it so much, but now I see,
The joy it brings, oh so free.

In El Salvador, it's quite a splurge,
But here in the States, it's quite the urge.
To have it every single day,
And eat it all in the best way.

​So thanks, Mom, for making my day,
With bacon, it's just the best way.
To start my morning, oh so right,
And make me smile with all my might.