So I'm sitting in my living room, minding my own business, eating Corn Pops for dinner, because I do that sometimes you know - eat cereal for dinner - and I decide to turn on the show The Best Thing I Ever Ate on Food Network. This particular episode I'm watching is all about the best fried foods the featured Food Network stars ever ate.
I'm about midway through the show, enjoying all of the delicious fried goodness they're taunting me with on the TV screen, when all of a sudden, Ted Allen appears and says three words that stopped me dead in my tracks:
Deep. Fried. Bacon.
Must. Have. The. Bacon.
I actually had to stop my TiVo halfway through the show so I could go upstairs and look up the restaurant that serves deep. fried. bacon. Ted said he had it at The Red Cat in NYC, but as soon as I looked up their menu, deep. fried. bacon. was nowhere to be found. Perhaps the next time my husband and I are planning a trip NYC we will have to call The Red Cat and ask them if they plan on returning deep. fried. bacon. to the menu. Or maybe I will have to live dangerously and try making it myself.
Whatever the case, Corn Pops for dinner is suddenly not so satisfying anymore.