In order to make perfect bacon, how often do you turn it? My opinion is that you place it on the griddle, flip once, then flip again. That’s what? Two flips plus the original placement.
One of my paternal grandma’s aphorisms was, “If you don’t ask, you don’t find out.”
(She was also fond of puncturing pompous blowhards with, “The only big-shot I know is God.”)
Once again, taking advice from a Jooooo may be contra-indicated…given that we’ve been more-or-less “arguing” with God for something like fifty-seven centuries. And look where that’s often gotten us. 😉
“If I can get it to revolve 360 degrees, will that thing in it fall out?”
Sunday greetings from thawed and Happy Larryville, GN!
Hai, early-to-rise Sven!
Heh. Alternatively, it could be used like a salad spinner to remove excess, erm, water.
Nope…I think you said that, RabBeet; I’ll thank you not to conflate my bride with FLOTUS, madame. 😉
AFAIC, SackO’SugarK’s butt is juuuuust the right seismic.
A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Sven!
I hope the Gerbils affected by this latest storm have had a chance to thaw out.
Good morning, Fatwa!
My manners are somewhere in Bountiful, frozen to the clothesline.
Did you just put Brenda’s butt and an earthquake reference in the same sentence?
Why yes…yes I did.
In a most flattering manner, I might point out. Because ginger. 😉
Yes. Yes, he did.
Uh oh…this probably should serve as a reminder of the old adage “Do not taunt Happy Fun Coder”:
In order to make perfect bacon, how often do you turn it? My opinion is that you place it on the griddle, flip once, then flip again. That’s what? Two flips plus the original placement.
That’s pretty much my preferred method as it often seems to go from “crispy” to “singed” pretty fast even over moderate heat.
OTOH, bacon-frying advice from a Jooooo might suggest a second opinion is advisable.
I think God is talking to me this weekend. It is somewhat disconcerting. That’ll teach me to ask Him questions.
One of my paternal grandma’s aphorisms was, “If you don’t ask, you don’t find out.”
(She was also fond of puncturing pompous blowhards with, “The only big-shot I know is God.”)
Once again, taking advice from a Jooooo may be contra-indicated…given that we’ve been more-or-less “arguing” with God for something like fifty-seven centuries. And look where that’s often gotten us. 😉