Sunday, 2 January 2011

Broken Tooth

Sundays are invariably Crispy Bacon Days for Timothy Belmont and today was no exception. I find that streaky bacon cooks very well indeed in the microwave oven.

I brought my tea and toast up to the computer room and checked the Blog; then experienced what felt like a foreign object as I ate my bacon-on-toast - a tooth or, at least, a side of one.

Yet another pricey trip to the dentist, you hear me groan. I've already had a crown fitted about three months ago.

At least it isn't painful. The broken tooth, that is, not coughing up the fee!


Anonymous said...

You're always banging on about cooking bacon in the microwave; why the aversion to a frying pan?


Timothy Belmont said...

Chronic habit I'm afraid; though I'll have the frying-pan out in service tonight for the celebrated Belmont Ulster Fry extraordinaire. :-) Ha ha ha ha ha!

Sandy said...

I haven't cooked bacon in a microwave since my days as a batchelor. Seem to remember cooking it in between 2 pieces of kitchen roll paper. Is this right? I remember it being nice and crispy though!

Timothy Belmont said...

Full marks, Sandy! I find that - with fat streaky - it does well and fat all comes off on to kitchen roll.

I'd do leaner back in pan or grill, though. :-)

Mad Mandy Moans said...

You Numpty ... Just cause my teeth are falling out you have to get on the tooth train ... Try grilling the bloody bacon ... That was my surname before I made the mistake of thinking getting married would cure that! Get it! No you don't you Numpty cause you were in the microwave. Happy New Year. Love MM

Jack Plane said...

You mention "Ulster Fry"; is that the term for Belmont's generic fry-up of assorted cured and processed meat products, potato bread, tomatoes, mushrooms, egg etc. etc., or are you referring to the actual oval-shaped Ulster Fry meat loaf, sliced thinly and fried? I haven't thought about Ulster Fry (made, IIRC, by the Cookstown - Unipork - factory) for thirty plus years. It was absolutely delectable (though in those days, most likely contained nothing more than the factory floor sweepings) and unique in a country of friable breakfast goods.

Cookstown also made the most delicious sausages (as advertised on the telly by George best); again, I haven't tasted anything like them since my mother used to cook a couple of packets of them and some Ulster Fry for my breakfast every morning before I moved out of home. Why did I move out of home?