Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Bacon Achieved

    This past weekend I had Italian Bacon for the first time.  The apartment we stayed in had a kitchen so a few of us decided to save a buck and cook.  Sticking to tradition Keith R. and I decided to stay back and take it easy.  While everyone left to go on the Cinque Terre death march, he and I made breakfast.  Going off a tip we got, we went to a nearby meat market and got everything required to make the closest thing we could to America breakfast.  I think we actually did pretty well.

    The funny part about the whole experience was getting the bacon.  We were looking at the sausage and eggs when all of a sudden the younger butcher leans in and says “you want bacon”?  It felt like we were buying drugs.  We looked at each other and both with massive smiles said yes sir.  We got back to the apartment and cooked it all Texas style, bacon first and then everything in the grease. It was a much appreciated break from all the Italian meals and took us back home for a couple minutes.  Sometimes you can take the boys out of the country, but you can never take the country out of the boys.

    The rest of the trip was spent chilling on the beaches and walking around the town.  We also rented bikes and took a leisurely jaunt over to Monterosso, another port city.  It was a great day with great views.  That night we went and partied with the locals on the beach.  It was a fun time.  Until next time the Wolf of North Gate.

C. Siller

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