Change in Progress.

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I’m cracking something interesting on this site, a complete change from it’s current purpose and concept. Stay tuned for the 2.0 version. Whenever it may come. Till then, keep at the bacon.

Bacon Is The New Black.

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There is a t-shirt, therefore it is true. Nothing else to say, really.

Thanks to Nicola for the pic, taken on the streets of NYC I presume.

Getting Pigheaded at Chefs Warehouse.

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Yup, the picture pretty much says it all. That’s Liam on the right, me on the left and our little porky friend in the middle. Finally I get to combine my passion for pig with the talents of Liam Tomlin, who is nothing short of a culinary genius.

The three of us will be hosting a class at Chefs Warehouse on 7th July where we will:
a) feast on a menu from heaven that Liam has designed, each dish involving some part of our good swine friend there
b) imbibe copious amounts of ALPHABETICAL, the wine I make with Simon Wibberley (read my good mate Jamie Who’s writeup on it here)
b) also drink a few other things – think local artisan cider, bubbles, etc
c) generally revel in the glory that is excessive indulgence

For a taste of what we’ll be er, tasting on the night, see the menu below, which I’ll be helping Liam prepare (aka staying out of his way in the kitchen all day)…
Proscuitto popcorn
Oysters with chourizo
Pork cheek rillette with deep fried pigs ears
Liam’s “bacon and eggs”
Confit belly of pork
Chinese-style barbecued pork

There’ll be loads of food and drink and it all goes down at Chefs Warehouse on the 7th July. Cost is R450pp and there are ONLY 20 SEATS AVAILABLE.

For bookings, more details, etc, visit the Chefs Warehouse website here. It’s going to be awesome!

Bacon Porn.

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“Oh shit!”

That’s all that needs to be said…

To all you bacon fiends, have a crispy dripping-with-goodness streaky bits of glory day.

*pic courtesy

Bye Bye Jardine Bakery.

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I’m going to miss you. You were always there for me. Cold early mornings in winter, braving the rain. Hot summer days, lazily drinking coffee, watching pretty girls go by. Impromptu meetings with lost friends in the queue. Getting laughed at for asking for a bacon croissant after 10am. Eating gourmet dogs, with onions dripping down my chin. The sushi on rye, crisp and slightly healthy, during detox. Those little empanadas, weird, but tasty. The little chourizo and egg tartlet thingy, a one-bite bit of breakfast heaven. Oh, and perhaps most of all, the pork belly and braised apple pie. Fuck I’m going to miss that.

Yes, your owner looks like an extra from a Hell’s Angel movie and tells bad jokes, but we put up with him. After all, the guy can bake. And he drives a Land Cruiser. But, you’re closing. Onto your next thing. I guess, the time has come to say goodbye.

Don’t call me, I’ll call you. It’s nothing personal. I just need some space. However you want to say it, you’re saying it. It’s over. And we’ll miss you. Bastard.

Goodbye Jardine Bakery.

* no tears were shed in the writing of this article.

**okay, maybe just a few.

Good Bacon. Bad Bacon.

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Arty Bacon.

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Hot bacon.

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Inked bacon.

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Strawberry bacon?

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Disrespected bacon.

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Refreshing bacon.

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Free-range bacon (the best kind).

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Kevin Bacon.

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Makin’ bacon.

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Bad bacon = Turkey bacon.

It’s my birthday, that’s all I got for you… bacon.

My Last Meal.

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I’m not sure how many of you have thought about your last meal, but I’m sure a few have. The very last meal you get to eat on earth, what would you choose? It’s a toughie. Well, it was for me, until a good friend emailed me this beauty. Ladies and gentlemen, lovers of swine and pursuers of pork, may I present the Whole Hog Menu from B&B Ristorante in Las Vegas.

It’s brought to you by US celebrity chef Mario Batali, the true Lord of Bacon and oversized orange Croc-wearing pony-tailed ginger behind my favourite expression, “Wretched excess is barely enough.” Let’s just have a look on there, what do we have… (Cue the holy-angels-harmonising-from-above sounds) Pig Tail – check. Prosciutto – check. Pork loin – check. Cotecchino (giant pig sausage) – check. Porchetta di Testa (deboned pigs head marinated for a couple days, then rolled up and roasted) – check.

Holy crapballs! Kill me now, but let me eat this all before.

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(Mario “Lord of Bacon” Batali. The man has no style, but he can cook pig like a God.)

Vegas has become another dining capital in the US, with pretty much the entire Cooking Channel of celebrity chefs having their own restaurants. Some more than one. I ate at the Rum Jungle when I was there a few years back (cue Swingers clip: “Vegas, baby! Vegas!”). There wasn’t any Butcher’s Ragu Rigatoni, but they did clear the tables away at 11pm and the entire place turned into a heaving nightclub. But that’s another story.

ps – thanks for the menu Molly!

Personality Goes A Long Way.

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Vincent (John Travolta): Want some bacon?
Jules (Samuel L. Jackson): No man, I don’t eat pork.
Vincent: Are you Jewish?
Jules: Nah, I ain’t Jewish, I just don’t dig on swine, that’s all.
Vincent: Why not?
Jules: Pigs are filthy animals. I don’t eat filthy animals.
Vincent: Bacon tastes gooood. Pork chops taste gooood.
Jules: Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I’d never know ’cause I wouldn’t eat the filthy motherfucker. Pigs sleep and root in shit. That’s a filthy animal. I ain’t eat nothin’ that ain’t got enough sense enough to disregard its own faeces.
Vincent: How about a dog? Dogs eats its own feces.
Jules: I don’t eat dog either.
Vincent: Yeah, but do you consider a dog to be a filthy animal?
Jules: I wouldn’t go so far as to call a dog filthy but they’re definitely dirty. But, a dog’s got personality. Personality goes a long way.
Vincent: Ah, so by that rationale, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal. Is that true?
Jules: Well we’d have to be talkin’ about one charmin’ motherfuckin’ pig. I mean he’d have to be ten times more charmin’ than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I’m sayin’?

A bit of bacon hatin’ by Samuel L. Jackson, but still one of the best bits of movie dialogue around, and not only ‘cos they talk about bacon. Don’t you like the idea of “one charmin’ motherfuckin’ pig?” Quality. Pretty random, but quality nonetheless.  Enjoy the rest of your Monday then.

Bacon art.

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There are some pretty crazy people out there. People that do mad stuff they regret for years to come. I don’t think any of these people regret these tattoos. I think they wear them with pride and show anyone that cares to look. In fact, they show anyone whether they care to look or not. I like the fork-through-the-heart vibe going on, and the rashers too, but the pig cuts, well, let’s just say don’t show me that outside a tattoo parlour after I’ve had too many drinks. Oink.

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(Thanks to @Bubbalubs for the equation one.)

Table Thirteen.

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Popped in here earlier this week. Always forget about it since it’s tucked away on a side road in Greenpoint, but have enjoyed every visit. Worth seeking out if you haven’t been. The vibe inside is a sort of casual opulence – think dark shades, white marble, mismatched chairs and chandeliers. The crowd is usually a mix of moneyed housewives and plenty of business folk, the latter making sense given the surrounding buildings. They serve some delicious warm lunch dishes that change daily and are written up in chalk on the wall, and a menu focused on breakfasts and sandwiches. They also have a table overloaded with freshly made pastries and cakes to tempt the sweet tooth.

But forget all this. You only need to know about one thing at Table Thirteen: the open breakfast sandwich of poached eggs, bacon, slow-roasted tomatoes and rocket. This little bit of egg & bacon love is undoubtedly one of the best breakfast sandwiches in Cape Town. Perfect for a Friday too. You’ll also pick up this useful bit of information on the wall to help you ease into the weekend…

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Table Thirteen. Victoria Junction (entrance on Ebenezer Rd). 021 418 0739.