
I want an African team to win (shocking, I know), and the CS Monitor says that Ghana, Cameroon, and Ivory Coast are my best bets. I'm also supporting Honduras, for family reasons...so that's that. (To learn how the World Cup tournament works, go here.)
And then on Sunday, I went to a Bacon Birthday Party. I'm not even kidding. Brought to us by the same people who hosted the Chicken Bowl. (I've made the executive decision to become very good friends with these people. They have no choice.)


So yesterday I had bacon-wrapped string beans, bacon-wrapped scallops, bacon potato salad, bacon sandwiches, bacon dip, candied bacon, and best of all, bacon dipped in chocolate. The bacon chocolate was to die for! Just take a piece of bacon, dip it in melted chocolate, sprinkle it with nuts, and pop it in the freezer. Sounds weird, but it was SOOOOO GOOD!


Each bite involved bacon is some form, in the best way possible. (Are your arteries clogging reading this? Don't worry, mine are just fine! And surprisingly my pants still fit...probably because after the Bacon Extravaganza I decided to walk home from Rosslyn...)
Anywhoozle, like I said, the bacon party was a sweet and savory, scrumptiously succulent smashing success. You know you're jealous. Or horrified (I'm looking at you, 6x6 and Jess).
Hope you had a good weekend too!