Gangsta Dinna* (Emeril, please!)

So after another thrilling day in hell (interesting fact-like observation: cutting 1/2" cromatex with a knife is a good way to make your shoulder feel like it's going to fall off, and to lose feeling in your middle finger, all without actually cutting through the stuff after an hour or so of slicing), I came home and collaped into bed, waking an hour or so later to contemplate the fact that none of us had managed to get anything out of the freezer for dinner. So Dragonet went downstairs to see what edible mischief she could concoct, and a bit later called up the stairs to me to see if I thought the idea of her excellent apple crips with the added goodness of bacon would work. Oh hellz yeah! Lots and lots of bacon, with asiago cheese scattered across the standard crisp topping. Just absolutely incredible. Next time she's going to add some sharp cheddar to the apple-bacon mix. Nom, nom, nom!

*OK, only half a true gangsta dinna. Apple Crips, but no Blood Oranges. And we didn't drink Ice T either. Represent!

Gangsta Dinna* (Emeril, please!)

So after another thrilling day in hell (interesting fact-like observation: cutting 1/2" cromatex with a knife is a good way to make your shoulder feel like it's going to fall off, and to lose feeling in your middle finger, all without actually cutting through the stuff after an hour or so of slicing), I came home and collaped into bed, waking an hour or so later to contemplate the fact that none of us had managed to get anything out of the freezer for dinner. So Dragonet went downstairs to see what edible mischief she could concoct, and a bit later called up the stairs to me to see if I thought the idea of her excellent apple crips with the added goodness of bacon would work. Oh hellz yeah! Lots and lots of bacon, with asiago cheese scattered across the standard crisp topping. Just absolutely incredible. Next time she's going to add some sharp cheddar to the apple-bacon mix. Nom, nom, nom!

*OK, only half a true gangsta dinna. Apple Crips, but no Blood Oranges. And we didn't drink Ice T either. Represent!