So here's a funny nickname I have: Trash Can. I got this nickname because I like to make my friends laugh and have a good time, so I buy the weirdest food I can find at truck stops, and eat it. And in return for the all the fun I give them, they call me Trash Can. Unbelievable.
Anyway, for my birthday, the boys in Elephant Larry got me a trash can filled with ridiculous candy, and I thought it would be nice to share my disgusting odyssey with all of you. So each day, I'll eat and review a new piece of candy.
I'm still getting a little caught up here, and back to the physical trashcan itself (yes, a trashcan full of candy has been sitting on my floor for several months. Deal with it), but in the meantime, here's another thing that was made the same day as the Breakfast Tacos: Chocolate Bacon.
I don't quite remember what the genesis of this was, but I do remember that it went as far back as our trip to Charleston two years ago. If someone wants to jog an old man's memory, he would be much obliged... The idea was simple: have chocolate covered bacon for breakfast.
The idea was made more complicated by the fact that it had to be hot bacon, covered in rock hard chocolate, or it wouldn't make sense. It's easy to melt chocolate on bacon, or put bacon in chocolate, then in the freezer over-night. It's harder to make fresh, crispy, hot bacon, and cover it in chocolate.
The reason this was finally made, the same day as the Breakfast Tacos, was that we had plenty of magic shell on hand. Oh, and also, I had a bunch of bacon sitting around. So I fried up about six strips, put it on a plate, and then drenched it with Magic Shell:
I will say, it took a good long while to actually harden, but once it did, boy oh boy... It was weird.
I'm a big fan of salty and sweet, so it wouldn't say this tasted bad. However, I also wouldn't say it tasted good. Probably the biggest problem was tasting soft, chewy fat under mounds of sickly sweet chocolate. I had two strips, but mainly because nobody else wanted to try any.
All in all, not a bad experiment. And I'd certainly try it again with better chocolate, and better bacon. Yeah, that would make the difference. Three trashcans.