Its the worlds best food stuff in my mind. I'm talking last meal death row choice
(Warning I'm particular)
The Flavour - Smoked
The Type - Back
Grilled - never fried or baked, no no no
The Bread - white sliced the cheap stuff lets say Hovis for egs. Realistically the type of bread that gets stuck to the roof of your mouth. Never toasted, never
Butter - only butter. Make sure it goes all the way to the egdes. 
The assembly - the fat must be crispy this is not unusual, the bacon to be laid fat facing inwards - I told you particular. 
If I'm feeling particularly diabolical I may create a - as Ross from friends called it a 'moist maker' with a gentle dip in the bacon fat - a bit of tekkas employed by Jamie O I think. That is before he got thin and made boring food. 
I prefer my bacon eu natural and by that I don't mean pig running around in a field. Tommy K or Brown sauce is quite frankly sacrilege.

If I'm feeling classy I quite like a sour dough bacon sarnie with some avocado - I'm generally not that classy.

As for the emotional attachment. As a little girl often on Saturdays I would head down to the Barbican to buy fish from the fish market where we used to share a bacon sarnie from Capn Jaspers. It wasn't the monolithic building it currently inhabits but a wooden shack in a slightly different place. I say share but knowing my dad it was probably a 80/20 split in his favour at best.

Its the worlds best food stuff in my mind. I'm talking last meal death row choice

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