I was on vacation last week and there were lots of fun and interesting developments over that time. Some of them I am sure to comment on in later blogs, but one particular I had to call out right away. Life goes on when you are vacation and things happen…for example over the last 2 weeks – LeBron crushed the city of Cleveland’s heart, my son rode a tube behind the boat for the first time, my niece and nephew learned to water ski, I ate one month worth of desserts in 8 days, and so on….but of all the new things that happened or learned about, there was one that took the cake.
I was introduced to a squealer. Get ready. It is a maple creamstick donut with bacon on top. Yes, that is right, I said bacon on top of a doughnut. I did not have the guts to eat one. But my mind was blown that such an item even exists. Are we really this unhealthy as a culture? Or is bacon just that good? Or maybe someone last a bet. Whatever the case, last week I was introduced to the squealer.
no… bacon is that good!
sounds like suicide to me.
WOW! I might take the bacon off and eat the pastry first and then eat the bacon.
Not any worse than a deep fried snickers bar I suppose