Campsite Breakfast

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“Wake up, breakfast is cooking.” Bacon in cast iron skillet, sounds and smells, wafted through the tent. “Coming”, the crackling bacon got me!

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/22/2025 8:12:00 PM

If I only could eat 'treife,' i.e., non-kosher. The aroma is so good...

Sara Baker

Date: 7/22/2025 4:24:00 PM

oh, how I do love campfire bacon, especially on a cold morning. Drooling! hugs form me

Tom Woody

Date: 7/22/2025 4:23:00 PM

Ooh that's just irresistible. Once we vacationed in Yellowstone and part of the gig was riding horseback to a campsite where they had coffee over a fire, steak and corn and a country-western singer on guitar. Best part of the trip

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/22/2025 4:09:00 PM

Hello Bill, Is there enough chirpy bacon for me? I like my eggs scrambled. Thank you. It smells good. Your poet friend, /Darlene/