Kate Eileen Shannon

As far as I am concerned, you either like bacon or you are wrong. Period. End of discussion. I know vegetarians

and Jews and even Jewish vegetarians who eat bacon on the down low. So I was very surprised to read this article in The Wall Street Journal about a place called Bacon Bacon in Haight-Ashbury that was shut down because some neighbors complained about the smell of bacon. Seriously? And don’t give me the BS that it is different in high concentration and with left over byproduct. I used to live next door to a diner. The exhaust on the back of the building was aimed at my yard. The only thing wrong with the smell is your mouth is constantly watering. I guess they started as a food truck (and were featured on United States of Bacon) before they opened the café in the Haight. This is Haight-Ashbury for crying out loud. You don’t mind the smell of weed but you can’t handle the smell of bacon? Come to think of it, with all that weed, don’t you need bacon? A couple of obnoxious neighbors complain and the city shuts them down. Fortunately bacon lovers outnumber the haters. Probably by a ratio of a million to one. The closure even made SNL’s weekend update back in May. On Thursday, in a well attended meeting with the city, bacon won. Bacon Bacon will be reopening. It is good to know that in a country where we have had our cigarettes taken away in public, we are pariahs for drinking our large sugary colas, and all other manners of

suppression, you can still have bacon jam on your bacon grilled cheese. Oh that sounds so good! Check out their Facebook page and go drool over their menu at the truck. I know what ingredient will be involved  in supper at our house tonight.