I blend my green drink every morning. I also fix my son a full-on American breakfast with bacon and toast.
My favorite meal would have to be good old-fashioned eggs over easy with bacon. Many others but you can't beat that on a Sunday morning especially with a cup of tea.
You can't have it both ways. You can't tell me that you're taxed enough already and that you want constitutional government and then in the next breath say 'Bring me home some bacon.' The pig has been picked clean.
I do all of the grocery shopping in my little family. I buy cheese of many different kinds sliced packaged meats and poultry bagels immense quantities of eggs pre-made fried chicken. Milk. Bacon. It is insane how much dairy deli and bakery stuff I buy.
I love my daughter but she had me on couscous and fixed me pastas and made me eat oatmeal every morning and what else turkey burgers turkey bacon and that kind of stuff. So she wants her dad to live a long time and I do too.
Damien Hirst is the Elvis of the English art world its ayatollah deliverer and big-thinking entrepreneurial potty-mouthed prophet and front man. Hirst synthesizes punk Pop Art Jeff Koons Marcel Duchamp Francis Bacon and Catholicism.
I think we love bacon because it has all the qualities of an amazing sensory experience. When we cook it the sizzling sound is so appetizing the aroma is maddening the crunch of the texture is so gratifying and the taste delivers every time.
I've done an informal anecdotal survey about marriage and I've found no evidence that it brings happiness.