That Fresh, Clean Smell of Bacon (!)
My sleepy-eyed teenager shuffled into the kitchen this morning. “That bacon smells so good, Dad,” he declared. “I’m starving.” I hated to burst his bubble. Poor kid. Breakfast was going to be his old standby bowl of cold cereal. “Sorry, pal,” I said as I knew I was breaking his heart, “I was just doing a load of laundry with…
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