Showing posts with label bacon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bacon. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

That'll Do, Pig

Bacon TT.TKO
We are living in the age of bacon.

Don’t bother denying it. Bacon is the new black. Nothing’s cooler than cool, except maybe bacon. It’s this season’s must-have accessory. No need for a $1,500 Prada purse when you can tote around a few slabs of bacon. It’s the hottest thing to hit the runway this year and it’s a fad we won’t soon forget.

Bacon Cookie TT.TKOOf course, trend forecasters have been citing bacon fever for a few years now. Gone are the days when delicious, delectable bacon could only be tasted and smelled from your kitchen, or maybe from your upstairs bedroom as it wafted through the house, gently waking you from your pre-breakfast dreams. The future is here, and that future is smoky.

If you ask me, it started with bacon chocolate. I first started hearing of this concoction, I don’t know, two or three years back? It sounded delicious. I’ll mix anything sweet and salty, so the flavor combination of bacon and chocolate sounded right up my alley. Bacon Watch TT.TKOThis was back before it was available in every gourmet basket from Harry & David and Eckerd’s alike, though, so I never got around to trying it out. To this day, my tastebuds remain in ignorance of the glory that bacon chocolate would (probably) bring to my life.

But today in 2011, there are tens, nay, twenties, of bacon-related products I’ve yet to try.

I’ve wanted to try bacon salt for awhile now. Imagine a bacon cheeseburger without all those pesky extra calories that propel your everyday, average cheeseburger from the “pretty unhealthy” column right over into “ye gods.” I’m no health nut, but I’d sprinkle this stuff on a baked potato and call it a healthy vegetable.

Bacon vodka exists, and frankly, I think it could provide just the bit of oomph my Bloody Maries need. Or it could be disgusting. The world (and I) may never know.

Kevin Bacon TT.TKOBut the world does know what bacon smells like, and you can smell like that, too. If you want. Bacon cologne? I’ll allow it. What could draw me to a stranger in a club quicker than the scent of fresh breakfast meat? It certainly seems like it would be more effective than Axe.

If you want to toe the line of hilarious novelty breakfast meat related products, toss some bacon essence into a funny-shaped candle or something. If you want to completely tumble head-over-feet across the line with a beer in one hand and a slab of bacon in other, you should find a way to actually manufacture J&D’s mouth-watering April Fools Day joke from earlier this month—Bacon Air. They’re selling it for a mere $8.99 a bottle, but the caveat is that it does not really exist. Just think of the money that could be made by filling this delicious niche in today's bacon market.

I’ve seen the future, and the future is smoky.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Be Loud, Let Your Colors Show

This weekend, three-fourths of TT.TKO was in Washington, DC to see The Avett Brothers. For Christmas, Virginia got me tickets to see them, one of my favorite bands of the past few years. Mikey and one of our best friends, Megan, came up to see them with us.

The whole weekend was awesome, even as I got sick, and the concert in particular was amazing. This was only my second time seeing them; the first time was at the Variety Playhouse in Atlanta, so it was a little weird seeing them play in such a big venue-- the Daughters of the American Revolution Constitution Hall. Virginia had seen them a handful of times before they really hit it big, so it was pretty disconcerting for her, much more so than for me. Mikey and Megan had never seen them live, and I can report to you that the Avetts did not disappoint.

Their shows are still just as high-energy now as they ever have been. They are very good showmen. A significant number of favorite songs were played:

Murder in the City
Salina
Distraction #74
Head Full of Doubt
Paranoia in Bb Major
Will You Return?
Colorshow
Bella Donna
Talk on Indolence

There's a line in Head Full of Doubt that goes, "And your life doesn't change by the man that's elected." Of course, we're in DC, so the whole crowd just erupted, and something about that moment was really amazing to me. But there were a lot of moments like that. I hate going to concerts where the crowd doesn't really seem interested in the band they paid to see; that was not the case at all here. The crowd was really, really into it the whole time, and that made the whole experience more intense somehow. Something Virginia pointed out afterward is that... they weren't really performing. It was more like they were just having fun playing songs they like, and we all just happened to be there with them. It really felt that way.

We left Amy in her cage, so she wasn't able to attend.

Here are a couple of videos. Try not to get lost in Scott Avett's eyes, ladies.



This one is longer, but worth it:



Apropos of nothing, here's this: