How's that bacon, Francis?
The bacon cookie recipe:
Honey and Maple Bacon Cookies
2 ¼ cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup unsalted butter, softened
¾ cup granulated sugar
¾ cup dark brown sugar, packed
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 large eggs
½ pound of Farmland® Honey & Maple bacon, fried crisp, drained and crumbled
Sift flour, baking soda and salt in a mixing bowl. Beat butter, both sugars and vanilla in a mixer bowl until creamy. Add eggs one at a time, - mix-in the first egg well before adding the second. Gradually beat in the flour mixture. Stir in bacon. Drop rounded tablespoons on a sheet pan and bake at 375 for 9-11 minutes. Cool on a wire rack.
I sifted the dry ingredients because Alton Brown said to, and I put parchment paper on my sheet pan. I don't remember if Alton said to do that or not. Mostly, I'm trying to get rid of the parchment paper. I have like four rolls for some reason. Anyway, I also brushed the parchment paper ever-so-lightly with some of the bacon grease. Because bacon grease is the greatest thing in the world.
And use the Farmland Honey and Maple bacon. I love smoky or pepper bacon, but we're talking about a cookie here, people. Stray at your own risk.
What's next in bacon world?
I don't know. There's an apple, blue cheese and bacon cheesecake recipe out there. I might be done baking for a while, though.
Francis Bacon used to experiment. It killed him. Because he didn't experiment with bacon. Being British, he likely would have boiled it anyway.
Or Liquorsnob.com has this bacon martini recipe: Lightly mist martini glass with vermouth, and rim the edge with bacon grease. In a cocktail shaker, mix 3 oz. vodka, one dash tobasco, and one dash olive juice. Shake well and strain into cocktail glass. Skim excess bacon grease from surface of cocktail. Garnish with one slice of bacon.
Booze and bacon. Now we're getting somewhere. That's not a martini, though. A martini is 2 1/2 oz. of gin, 1/2 oz. (tops) of dry vermouth and an olive. I think. Anyway, that's a martini and anything that strays from that recipe is some other goofy ass concoction. Which isn't to say goofy ass concoctions aren't delicious. But they're not martinis anymore than a wee dram of scotch is a martini.
I digress. And I'm done. For the day.