There exists a dish called the "Bacon Explosion." It is bacon, wrapped around sausage, wrapped around bacon. This meat cigar is then smoked over flavorful wood chips and coated with sauces.
When the great wolf Fenrir swallows the sun, when Loki slips from his bonds in Hel and rides a ship made of dead men's toenails to lead the Frost Giants in their final battle against gods and men, I will be there. When Odin calls upon his sons to fight, I will be grilling. And on that day, that end-of-days, in the quiet moments before the first blow is cast and the world ends, on that day men and gods, giants and dwarves, warriors and beasts will all share in one final meal, one brief moment before they set upon each other.
The Bacon Explosion is the only acceptable meal in this case.
Monday, June 15, 2009
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