For Christmas, the man purchased a subscription to Zingerman's Bacon of the Month Club for me. Funny thing, same thing happened as did with the Valentines' Day/Kitchenaid meat grinder debochle of 2009. A few days before the holiday, I forwarded him an article that I found to be exciting. A bacon of the month club! What a great idea.
Husband immediately gets kicked puppy face.
Oh no. Here it comes.
"Christmas is ruined. I discover the perfect gift, and you find it on your own. The surprise is gone."
Well, the surprise was gone. But the bacon... that was not so easily spoiled.
Stay tuned for my praise of the best of the bacons.
