One can only assume that the smell of bacon is an aphrodisiac… right?

Posted by Mel on Mar 13, 2009 in Say hello to my Little Friends | 6 comments

Have I ever had a contest on my blog? Here you go:

Although a tad bit over-excitable and way to obnoxious for my own good, I enjoy doing little thoughtful things for people. One of which, after a date conversation, I bought a gag gift, if you will, of Baconnaise. He had mentioned he loved bacon (who doesn’t right?), and I brought to his attention the invention of bacon-flavored mayonnaise — which, according to the J&D website, is not sold nearby.

Bacon? Meet mayo. The perfect pair.

Anyhoot, I now have three jars of the shit because his ass never showed up for next date. I intend to keep one (OK, I’m mildly selfish), and send off the other two to one of you — my fabulous followers. If you’re local, I’ll meet you for a drink. Maybe we’ll grab a BLT somewhere and sample the heavenly shit together. Also, as a surprise, I’ll throw in a couple goodies from some of my favorite Cleveland places (tailored to you, if you happen to live out of the metro-Cleveland area). Sounds nice, right?

But in order to win, you need to tell me your favorite dating story (good, bad or ugly) in which I have posted on Life, Liberty & Pursuit of Your Boyfriend. Leave your answer as a comment or Twit me up.

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http://erin-obrien.blogspot.com/ Erin O’Brien

I am old and married and have a jar of bacon fat in the door of my fridge.

Really.

I don’t care because my husband’s a hottie!
Rosemarie

I went on a date with a guy I met via an online dating site. We spoke on the phone a few times before we met and he seemed perfectly nice. We met at the BW3′s on the east side in Mayfield and sat out on the patio. We were 1 beer into the conversation when he mentioned that he would like to ask me a few questions. This being a first date and all, I said fine. The first question was, “What time of panties do you wear?” I looked at him and said what is your next question. He told me that if I didn’t like that questions, I wasn’t going to like the rest. Then I got up and left. That was the beginning and end of my online dating experience!
http://www.thatswhatjesaid.com Je (20-Something)

Mel,
I wanted SO bad to enter this contest – I’m in love with bacon so much that I’m actually going to start a reoccurring bacon post on Saturdays. Kinda like your Penis Tuesday.
The only problem is – I tuned in WAY late to your blog, and only caught up with your most recent dating shindig that ended. Therefore, I didn’t really know how to respond to the question.
However, I just wanted to let you know I think it’s fab you decided to keep up blogging. Oh, and if you DO decide on Seattle over Colorado, I need a new roommate, come May. Might be a little weird, but thought I’d throw it out there.
Cheers!
Rosemarie

I ovbiously don’t take my time to read things correctly. I really like your story regarding the holiday dinner with your ex and his brother and the story starts with his brother’s finger having been in your butt. It totally sound like something that would be said at dinner with my crazy family! Baconnaise sounds terrific!!
http://www.bridgetcallahan.com Bridget Callahan

I don’t know, I kinda think this one is my favorite so far. Because it ends in (extra) jars of animal fat flavored eggs and grease. What are you, like the most considerate next date ever? It’s a little unfair to the guy, because instead of just being a big dick who stood you up, he’s now a giant mega-dick who stood up a girl who bought him baconnaise.
MarriedWithChild

‘For the Love of Baconnaise’

The latest and greatest I think is the “brothers-finger-in-your-butt” story from Christmas. Your crazy stories crack me up!
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