IT'S BACON!

My co-workers and I have been talking about holding a bacon eating contest since the end of last year's taco eating challenge and it's finally moving closer to becoming a reality. That's right, bacon. Capable of topping both burgers and salads (oh, the irony). Pairs well with eggs and pancakes. Creates a delicious grease by-product that goes great in coffee. In short, it's the best tasting by-itself food on the planet. And now we'll be eating it by the piled-high plateful.

The only thing we need to determine is when we'll have the contest and at whose house are we going to spend half a day cooking the stuff to crispy, delicious perfection. HINT: Not mine. As much as I love the stuff, I don't want my apartment smelling like charred pig for two weeks. I'll gladly donate the beer though.

Something tells me we're in trouble with this one. Digestively that is. Also, with every contest, I always worry about "ruining" my love for my favorite foods by eating massive quantities of them. Of course, that didn't happen with shoofly pie, hot dogs, wings (in fact, I developed a love for wings based on that contest), pizza, tacos, burgers or Wendy's food, so I don't think it'll happen here. Actually it sort of did with Wendy's food.

Here's a video of a bunch of college pansies taking their sweet ass time during a bacon eating contest. Wow, that one person ate almost nine slices! I'll bet if instead of "bacon" it were "beer" and instead of "eating" it were "drinking" and instead of a "restaurant" it were a "damp, moldy frat house basement" they'd be a lot better at it.