Chocolate Covered Bacon

I have tasted things you might never believe, squishy, brainy snow fungus, rubbery pig's feet, or black chinese death eggs, and yet none of them really seems more bizarre than this: chocolate covered bacon.

I can imagine why people eat pig's feet, or even century eggs. Why anyone would ever dip cold precooked bacon into chocolate, however, is beyond me.

One might assume that since it's sold every year at the Indiana State Fair, that there's a reason. After all, sometimes unexpected things taste good. And perhaps the saltiness of the bacon would accompany the sweetness of the chocolate, as in chocolate covered pretzels.

You'd be wrong. Dead wrong. The first bite you have the distinct taste of chocolate, the next stringy, barely cooked bacon pouring acrid smoky aromas into your nostrils. Describing this as unpleasant doesn't do it justice, this experience was an abomination. Nowhere int he depths of the human conscious mind should this have been allowed to surface. Thankfully, the fair is only once a year, and the rest of the year we all don't take leave of our senses quite so readily.