Bacon

Yesterday we had a big dinner. I won’t say Thanksgiving since we missed both the day and every traditional dish that’s meant to go along with it, but I did spend the afternoon in the kitchen as per usual. My older son is vegan now and I’m a lapsed vegetarian trying to get back on track, so I made things like spicy stuffed dates and walnut-mushroom paté (which are delicious but bear an unfortunate resemblance to stuffed cockroach carcasses and poo in a pot, respectively—a fact which thrilled t...