Okay, so I am cleaning the kitchen from dinner (yes, I realize it is 9:30 in the morning and this meal happened last night and that my Monkeys had a picnic breakfast because of this) and preparing for a weekend scrapbooking trip (yes, scrapbooking- but my intense dislike of this hobby is a whole other post). We did the whole"'breakfast for dinner" thing. Not my favorite, and requires some intense scrubbing of dried up pancake batter from the countertop (I know, I know....if I had just done this last night....blah blah blah...). On the upside though: bacon. I love bacon. Love. Bacon. Once I even got it for my birthday. True story.
So I am cleaning up last night's laziness and attempting to figure out where and when I will be meeting the friend I am going on this trip with. It is a lot of back and forth with times and places, as I am being delivered via Husband UPS to our meeting point and said Husband must then race back in time to get the eldest Monkey from school. We have it down to a half an hour difference in possible times for the exchange of me from one vehicle to the other. Damn. This just isn't gonna work. And it just hit me. I am a grown-ass woman. Guess what I am allowed to do? That's right- sit in a restaurant and have a cup of coffee and wait. All by myself.
There is no need for direct vehicle-to-vehicle delivery.
Does anyone know if it is safe to eat day-old floor bacon?