Finally, Bacon Vodka is no longer just a myth…

November 14, 2009

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To those who have not heard about my temporary relapse of sanity that led me to embark on this dark and lonely road of trying to make my own bacon-flavored Vodka, I announced my Bacon Vodka experiment in August. Much to my own surprise, I actually followed through immediately and went to Walmart for the supplies on the same day… (Well, part of the reason was because that was when I just discovered and I was really excited to check out Walmart as an ethnographic study. Alas, I could not bring myself to scrumptiously photograph people when they were obviously not at their best. Besides, Karma works in the most mysteriously ways. I don’t look forward to seeing myself on that website).

I also followed through with concocting the brew that day, but it is not until September that I was finally sober enough to blog about the 12 Steps to Bacon Vodka.

Here is a picture of the Bacon Vodka, with bacon in it, on Day 1. After 4 weeks of soaking… this is what the bacon looks like.

Really. Take a look at it. Because if you don’t, you will not fully appreciate the reason why I have been leaving it alone in the freezer until tonight, nor will you fully appreciate the fact that I am a brave soul. Or crazy. Or both.

My youngest has been on my case lately. “Why aren’t you drinking your bacon vodka?” “When are you going to drink your bacon vodka?”

He has gone straight past the obvious question of “Why?” to wholeheartedly accept the fact, yup, my mom has bacon-flavored vodka that she made herself in the freezer. He has also told several innocent bystanders this matter-of-fact-ly when we were out and about.

To not disappoint him further, instead of baking him cookies that he has also asked for, I told him after I came home from work on Friday night:

Do you want to watch me drink the bacon vodka?

(Yup. They are going to grow up to be great writers… I try my best to provide them with a childhood that is as extra-ordinary as possible)

So we did. I mean, I made a Bloody Bacon Mary out of my bacon-flavored vodka, and he watched me drink it with anticipation.

“Did it taste good?”

“Yes. It tastes like tomato soup.”

“Oh. Good!”

And that’s that.

Bloody Bacon Mary


fernweher November 15, 2009 at 10:58 am

I am so glad the vodka came out yummy! I think those white parts were just bacon fat globules. And, your kids will be great writers some day…or maybe talk show hosts, from the great questions your Monk seems to ask.
.-= fernweher´s last blog…1st Amendment Fails in Indiana =-.

A Vapid Blonde November 15, 2009 at 1:07 pm

I would so love to have a bacon bloody mary right now….went to a party last night. And I must say your hand looks positively sexy and delicious!
.-= A Vapid Blonde´s last blog…Simple Joy Sunday, #4 =-.

Absence Alternatives November 15, 2009 at 4:10 pm

@ fernweher
You are so sweet to remember Mr. Monk. :-) My hope is that none of them end up being the “guest” on the talk shows, you know, the Jerry Springer show, etc.

Absence Alternatives November 15, 2009 at 4:11 pm

@ A Vapid Blonde
You know, m’lady, “Flattery will get you EVERYWHERE” too! 😉

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