08/13/2009 05:12 am ET | Updated May 25, 2011

Has The Love Of Bacon Gone Too Far?

IT'S NOT BACON'S FAULT. JUST AS YOU CAN'T blame The Big Lebowski for its Dude-quoting, White Russian-drinking devotees, so you can't hold a humble slice of pork belly responsible for the fatuous cult that's sprung up around it.

Not too long ago bacon was just bacon, the Great American Breakfast Meat--a fatty, crispy, salty/smoky/spicy piece of perfection. It was a culinary simpleton, and that was the appeal.


Subscribe to the Lifestyle email.
Life hacks and juicy stories to get you through the week.