A couple of months ago, I took a field trip with Bigg’s little sister to the East Side of Milwaukee. The East Side has the UW Milwaukee college campus, lots of great places to eat and drink; and shwank homes. Seriously shwank.
After Alli was done with her school stuff, we stopped at Five Guys Burger and Fries for some burgers. It’s a decent burger, greasy as hell, but that’s ok once in a great while. The sista got a grilled cheese sandwhich and when she ordered, I said, “You want bacon with that?” Cuz, who doesn’t? I guess Alli didn’t because she looked at me like I grew another head out of my arm pit.
And just last week when we were at Bastille days, we picked up a couple of sandwiches and our new friend Katy ordered a grilled cheese sammich. Again, ‘you want bacon with that?’ Nope. What is with these Wisconsin people? They’re so blinded by cheese consumption that they forget about the bacon????
WE know we can eat bacon anywhere, at any time, on any thing. Why don’t they?
Need fresh knickers?
Final resting place?
Got a sweet tooth?
Or A la carte.
Just do the right thing. When someone asks, ‘you want bacon with that?’ The answer is, ‘of course!’
As we must account for every idle word, so must we account for every idle silence.