You know it may be a silly joke, one that’s been taken too far on Grey’s Anatomy,
Okay Okay, see when I like something I can get a little obsessed with it.
I’m so lucky – but sometimes I forget.
It’s Winter. Duh! I know, the snow kind of gave it away. So I’m sort of stating the obvious.
A friend has this great tradition called Feast of the Swine. On Easter, he gets people together and the menu is pork. Various connotations, various servings – from pie, to sausages, to olives wrapped in bacon – but it’s got to be pork. This year I attended the pork feast. And a feast it was.
Bacon wrap grilled pineapple, and bacon wrapped olives, and also apple bacon bourbon pie. Oh yum! It was just yum!
