Not Pictured. < sigh >

Y'all. I just got back from Barcelona, Spain. My Iberico ham was confiscated by US customs agents, which I half expected (though we bought it from Duty Free in the hopes that would be an approved source). I can handle it.

What I didn't expect? They also confiscated my unopened bag of bacon-flavored sunflower seeds. I had not even taken a photo of the package. Although I suggested that there was possibly no meat product of any sort in this snack (as I have found that many "bacon-flavored" things are artificially flavored), I was shown no mercy. The agent let us keep our brick of Manchego, but I ask you, is that justice?

I have to admit: I teared up a little. The reason I bought it? To share with you, my loyal readers. The brand name? "Bacon and Me." Great, right?

I guess I'll never know. Thanks a lot, America.

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Part One: Oh, how bacon tries to make it better.

A baked potato made with a green-tinged potato is never going to be the greatest potato you've had in your life, but bacon salt and cheddar cheese raised this spud to a higher level.



I think the bacon salt was a birthday present from Angela (am I right, A?). Good one! I have yet to try the Lemonaise.

Hey, Walkers! Yeah, you in the burgundy bag!

Lays is calling. They want their logo back. Oh, wait. You're doing that on purpose?

Anyway, Bacon is holding on the other line with a complaint. You're besmirching its good name.

And Salt sent a gift basket with a note: "Pleasure doing so much business with you. We planned to back off a tad, but if you're sure you want us to keep coming on overstrong, we're happy to oblige."

p.s. Perhaps I've gotten used to kettle chips, but why are your crisps so thin? It's like an initially crispy, paper thin potato slice that just rolls over and smooshes itself up in the mouth. Good smokiness, though.