Jen's Journal

The week prior I had gone for dinner with the teammate, and I had been ranting about the bacon-weiner hors d?oevres that I had had at the Sleep Country Christmas Party. She immediately looked at her partner and they said, (almost in sync), ?You haven?t had bacon until you?ve had bacon and pineapple?. I laughed; she went on to explain the delicate art of wrapping uncooked bacon around medium-sized pineapple chucks. ?From there?, she continued, ?you put a toothpick through the pineapple/bacon combo and let them cook for an good half hour in a medium temperature oven?. I laughed some more and soon forgot about it.

Well, as I showed up to the potluck with my homemade apple crisp, (thanks Jon, it was a hit), I could smell the unmistakeable aroma of bacon. Sure as ?sugar? the hosts were making the pineapple pieces. In the end, the spread of food at her house was amazing? spinach dip, sausage rolls, enchiladas, spinach dip, cheese ball, cream cheese dip, veggies, bread, and did I say more spinach dip. Everything was wonderful, but, surprise, surprise, one of the first dishes to be completely cleaned up was the bacon-pine-appies.