From the blog, Be Different, Act Normal

Bill asked me if I would like my bacon roses long-stemmed. Heck no, I’m not eating the stems!! πŸ˜‰

Take care–Susan Kaye


7 thoughts on “The Ultimate Floral Fantasy

  1. Laura Hile

    My son, the one who drools at the cheesy-bacon-cheeseburger, would! Probably explains why he doesn’t have a girlfriend.

    “Girls are expensive, Mom,” he says. “I’d rather fix up my car. It has less drama.”


  2. Gayle Mills

    That’s just what I need, Susan — one more thing to eat!

    On the practical side, I wonder how long you could have that “bouquet” in your house before it developed a bouquet of its own, and not necessarily a pleasant one.

    I was amazed how much they actually looked like roses. Amazing.

    Bacon — it’s not just for breakfast any more.


  3. Jennifer G.

    Oh my mercy! Speak to my sweet Southern Soul! This is right up the alley of us G.R.I.T.S. (Girls Raised in the South). I would think my husband might actually make this for me and then even be willing to fry it up. He’s creative and generous this way! And Laura, it might be so much better for him to drool over bacon cheeseburgers and fix his car. He needs for the girls to mature enough for him! Besides, he needs to find one who appreciates bacon! Tee hee!


  4. Susan Kaye Post author

    As a little background, a few years ago I went through a bacon phase, finding all sorts of weird and wonderful baconness on the Web. There was chocolate covered bacon from state fairs nationwide, an apple pie with a bacon lattice top, and always some strange bacony thing from Pinterest.

    I am just astonished by the versatility of bacon. It’s like the duct tape of meat!


  5. Gayle Mills

    I had an English teacher who used to say that you couldn’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear. She may have been wrong. hehe



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