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| Bacon for Sunday |
Lately I have been hungry for bacon. Seldom do I cook it now. Used to be a Sunday weekly ritual for breakfasts when Jerry was alive. He loved bacon, especially Nueske's the only brand I would buy. Now I buy bacon and roll the slices up individually, wrap each in wax paper and seal them into a sandwhich bag for the freezer. On the rare times I want bacon like a BLT in warmer months or a rare breakfast treat, I can take out a couple slices. Just another thing that has been adjusted in my solo life.
This morning I cooked 5 slices, ate 2 and put the others into a baggie in the refrigerator . It wasn't Nueske's just the Jimmie Dean brand I'd found on sale for only $3.99 for the lb. package at Festival. So into the freezer for later. I'll need a couple of those slices for the tenderloins of turkey breast I bought for my Thanksgiving dinner. Anither solitary holiday approaches The other widows I know all have family with whom they will be eating, visiting, then there/s me. I considered going across the river to the La Crosse or Onalaska ommunity dinners, but I couldn't face that alone too. So after finding the turkey tenderloins I knew I;d be set at home. All those memories of the big dinners we hosted for family on Thanksgiving and holidays. all different now.
But life goes on. I am thankful for good health, financial comfrt, a secure nice home and the abiiity to cook and do things for myself. Itry to take good care of me, I am all I've got. Me and memories.
As I slowly fried it I recalled all those other Sundays when there was a we instead of just a me.
