Do you like eating charcoal? Or perhaps tar? Maybe even some fine incinerated ashes? If you do, then go on about your not-so-merry day with your crispy (burnt beyond recognition) bacon. I for one, have taste buds with reason, and thus, I am very clearly aware of the inconsumable nature of crispy (charred) bacon. Of my five family members, two of whom only ate crispy (seared) bacon in the past, now, those same two members of my family, no longer eat meat at all. Coincidence? I think not. When one bites into the atrocity known as “well done” bacon, the meat quite literally, disintegrates in your mouth. And in the most foul way possible. Not only do you lack a tangible piece of food to chew, but you also get ashes that stick to the sides of your mouth, carrying with them the offensive taste of charred meat. Eating “crispy” bacon is the nastiest way to eat bacon while contaminating the rest of your meal with it. I hate it.
