Can you say banana cheesecake? When mom first read this on a local restaurant menu she hesitated. First because dad is not a huge fan of bananas. He says it goes back to his childhood and having to eat bananas almost every day. I don’t know what he’s complaining about. I love bananas and would welcome eating them daily. Just ask mom. So mom hesitated for about two seconds and then told dad she was ordering it. He started with his usual okay but I don’t want any.
It comes to the table looking like the picture above. Mom said she actually thought she heard angels singing in the background. She tried a bite. She said it was like that part in the movie When Sally Met Harry. I’m not sure what she was talking about – it confuses me and she told me not to worry about it because I was too young. No I’m not. But whatever it meant, it intrigued daddy so he asked for a small bite.
Mommy said daddy groaned. That’s so weird. Why would he groan? Shrugging piggy shoulders. Mom then said that daddy ended up eating half of it. So much for not liking bananas huh? And was it asking too much to bring some home to the oinker?
Friends – this is an awesome day – National Sandwich Day! Sandwiches are so varied in how you can make them – what bread, what meats, hot or cold, grilled, pressed, open or closed, condiments, toppings – sigh – let me slow down. The options are out there my friends. Do you know how the day got started?
English history says that John Montagu was the 4th Earl of Sandwich. He was a heavy gambler and would spend hours at the tables in London’s gambling halls. In 1762, he created the sandwich by putting meat between two pieces of bread. This allowed him to stay at the tables longer to gamble. Thus, the sandwich was made.
And do you know what Elvis Presley liked on his sandwiches? Peanut butter, banana and bacon (sorry Bacon) and then it was grilled. It does sound interesting in a round about way.
And do you have a Subway restaurant in your area? Today if you buy a sub and a 30 ounce drink, you get a free sub to share. Now that sounds like an awesome way to spend today.
What can I say? Sometimes this sweet Bacon has an alternative side that comes out that mom refers to as deviled ham. I know – those days are tough. Last night, we went to a local carnival. Mom called before hand to ask if I could go. They were all for it. Me, mom and dad went and was having a really good time. I’ve never been petted so much in my entire life! Things got a little carried away though towards the end and deviled ham came out. Shuffles hooves and puts head down – it happened and I can’t take it back. So you know when we got back to the Hotel Thompson, I had to serve time for the crime. Here’s a text between me and mom. My texts are in blue and moms are in gray. Enjoy my friends.
Friends – this is an awesome day – National Sandwich Day! Sandwiches are so varied in how you can make them – what bread, what meats, hot or cold, grilled, pressed, open or closed, condiments, toppings – sigh – let me slow down. The options are out there my friends. Do you know how the day got started?
English history says that John Montagu was the 4th Earl of Sandwich. He was a heavy gambler and would spend hours at the tables in London’s gambling halls. In 1762, he created the sandwich by putting meat between two pieces of bread. This allowed him to stay at the tables longer to gamble. Thus, the sandwich was made.
And do you know what Elvis Presley liked on his sandwiches? Peanut butter, banana and bacon (sorry Bacon) and then it was grilled. It does sound interesting in a round about way.
Friends – this is an awesome day – National Sandwich Day! Sandwiches are so varied in how you can make them – what bread, what meats, hot or cold, grilled, pressed, open or closed, condiments, toppings – sigh – let me slow down. The options are out there my friends. Do you know how the day got started?
English history says that John Montagu was the 4th Earl of Sandwich. He was a heavy gambler and would spend hours at the tables in London’s gambling halls. In 1762, he created the sandwich by putting meat between two pieces of bread. This allowed him to stay at the tables longer to gamble. Thus, the sandwich was made.
And do you know what Elvis Presley liked on his sandwiches? Peanut butter, banana and bacon (sorry Bacon) and then it was grilled. It does sound interesting in a round about way.
And do you have a Subway restaurant in your area? Today if you buy a sub and a 30 ounce drink, you get a free sub to share. Now that sounds like an awesome way to spend today.
Welcome to the Renovation Reveal Party for the Hotel Thompson or as my cousin called it the Casa Thompson! My buddy Fozzie is going to co-host this party. To get things started, please enjoy some wine, soda and some snacks. Then sit back for the reveal and let us know what you think. If you have questions, ask. Mingle and have fun my dear friends!!
The following food was brought by Kali and Shoko of Canadian Cats. Everyone be sure to try some of these Canadian delicacies. I’m licking my lips now and fixing to jump in – YUMMO!
Poutine – French fries with gravy and cheese – how could you go wrong with this? Beaver Tails – Now Beatrice and Billy were not harmed in the making of this sweet treat – 🙂 Beaver Tails are pastries shaped like beaver tails with chocolate and banana or chocolate and M&M’s. Personally this little porker NEEDS one with banana and chocolate. Nanaimo Bars – These are named after a city in Vancouver Island. They have three layers of deliciousness – coconut, graham cracker crumbs, chocolate and custard.
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Okay my friends – do you remember the ‘before’ pictures? Let me remind you what they looked like okay.
The front room was a cluttered mess as well as the kitchen area. It was definitely time to ‘grow up’ and get a new look. Below are now the ‘after’ pictures.
The entry way into the Casa Thompson. The new sofa. The new chaise – ❤
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The overall front room view from the hallway. The new kitchen island. The new cedar flooring in the bathroom.
**SPECIAL THANKS**
Thanks to my friend Jean with Canadian Cats (Shoko and Kali) for the beautiful virtual potted plant for the new Casa Thompson. It’s beautiful! And thank you my friends for bringing food to the party – I’m still licking my lips! And many thanks for the long phone calls, listening to me whine while drinking my wine 🙂
Thanks to my brother Easy and his mom for listening to my mom’s troubled woes during the ordeal – snorts – there were a LOT. Your emails kept her sane… well okay as sane as she could be.
Thanks for my great co-host and partner in crime Fozzie. You mean the world to us my sweet dear friend. The phone calls, the emails, the rants and raves.
Much love to all of YOU and to those that listened to the endless ramblings here in blogville about the renovation. We were so glad that we could share everything with all of you my dear friends!!
Licks piggy lips just thinking about this combination. And yeah, I would throw a banana in there as well – way to go my inspiration Mr. Elvis. Peanut butter and jelly go together like baseball and hot dogs – like soda and popcorn – like beer and nuts – you get the picture? It’s a great combo that I frequently beg for… along with a banana – snorts. And one of my favorite past times is giving the purr things here peanut butter. Oh dear piggy heavens above – *that* is definitely something to watch. (NOTE: No harm was done to the purr things in my amusement).
My dad is a HUGE Poptart fan. Don’t ask me why. He never grew up is what I’m thinking – oinks. Well there is a new flavor called – what did you expect – peanut butter and jelly. He bought a box and I admit it the man actually shared a bite with me. I think it’s because of mom’s stand fast rule here at the Hotel Thompson, “Don’t eat in front of the pig unless you plan on sharing with the pig”. Any who, every since I tried it – I LOVED THEM.
And oh my pigs – the commercial on television for them is outrageous. Although, I have read some on the internet about it being controversial. Can you imagine that? A Poptart commercial for peanut butter and jelly being an eye opener for people? I know you want to see it now, am I right? Snorts 🙂 Don’t worry – I found it for you. Watch and let me know what you think my friends.
Hello my friends. Welcome to another great issue of Dear Bacon. This week, we have another guest helping me out with my issue. Today, my friend Forrest and Fozziemom are stepping in for me to do a special edition of Dear Forrest. Be sure to visit them at their blog and check them out – let them know what a great job they did – thanks Forrest and Fozziemom!
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Dear Forrest,
Save a horse, ride a piggy – BOL. This is my gal pal Susie. The other farm animals think we are crazy. We are. Crazy in love! Do you think it’s cool? Signed Sam and Susie
Dear Sam and Susie,
I think the other farm animals are jealous…inter species can work…even if it does seem a bit odd. You loves who you loves so I say go for it! And yes it is way cool!
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Dear Forrest,
Since they added the word “selfie” to the dictionary, we thought we would try it. We think it’s a work in progress. Have you tried this? Signed Say Cheese
Dear Cheese,
I must say I have tried selfies myself and it always ends up with booger shots..or drool. I think you have the crazy eye down pat though. Keep it up. I have seen some pretty bad human ones BOL BOL
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Dear Forrest,
They say you can be anything you want. I wanted to be a pineapple. What kind of fruit would you be? Signed Piney
Dear Piney,
Well if you want to look like Camen Miranda then I say I like it veryyyy much. As for me, if I had to be a fruit I would be a banana. Then I could split whenever it got too much BOL BOL
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Dear Forrest,
Dude. The beach is so totally awesome. The water is rad. Do you hang five bro? Signed Surfer Bark
Dear Surfer Bark,
Man you are hangin’ more than five my friend. You might take off if them ears get any more steam behind them BOL. I hang 5 in the dam. It’s usually followed by mum landing flat BOL …wonder what that counts as BOL
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Dear Forrest,
I look fat. Maybe it’s my ears? Maybe it’s that bunny tail? Maybe it’s the beer talking from another bottle down? Can you help out a bunny? What do you think? Signed Fatbun
Dear Fatbun,
I think you are standing in front of the wrong mirror my friend. You look fine to me..nice and plump and round and delish…oops I mean fine. Sorry, I get side tracked by bunnies. I think if you were here at my place I could help you exercise..do you like to run? BOL
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Thanks to Fozziemom and Forrest for another great issue. Remember my friends, these Dear Bacon issues can’t happen without you 🙂 Remember to send your pictures and questions to me at baconthompson@gmail.com
What can I say? Sometimes this sweet Bacon has an alternative side that comes out that mom refers to as deviled ham. I know – those days are tough. Last night, we went to a local carnival. Mom called before hand to ask if I could go. They were all for it. Me, mom and dad went and was having a really good time. I’ve never been petted so much in my entire life! Things got a little carried away though towards the end and deviled ham came out. Shuffles hooves and puts head down – it happened and I can’t take it back. So you know when we got back to the Hotel Thompson, I had to serve time for the crime. Here’s a text between me and mom. My texts are in blue and moms are in gray. Enjoy my friends.
Daddy was goofing off with his iPad and found this picture of a banana wearing a hat. Yep, of all of the things daddy could be looking at, he was looking at bananas. Strange human he is.
He thought this banana was the cutest thing well since me – snorts. I just shook my piggy head and walked away. Walked away that is until I heard him ask mommy, “Hey, we got any nanners in the house?”
Okay, so I redirected my walk back towards daddy. I mean hey, he’s discussing *my* “nanners” as he calls them. What did he want with them? I know he’s not going to eat one.
Yep, you guessed it. The rocket scientist wanted to play with my food to make said banana hat. WTP (what the pig!) I get in trouble when I play with my food and mom is going to let him? I watched slightly intrigued as to how long this was going to take before he gave up and gave me my banana.
After twenty minutes – rolls piggy eyes – dad did accomplish a somewhat crooked nothing like what this picture looked like of the banana wearing a hat. WOW. Amazing dad. Really. Way to go.
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
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