Be glad that is all he said. My son told me he want to play flag football this year. Last year his full contact peewee team went 14-0 and kicked butt. I might as well go get his sisters barbie collection out of the attic.
Maybe you just buy really bad bacon.
Get a thick-cut nitrate-free applewood smoked bacon, crush a little bit of fresh peppercorn over it, broil it and let it drain off, stop cooking when its chewy but not crisp.
Didn't think it would happen to me. But it did. And now I just gotta deal with it.
I made breakfast for the family yesterday. Pancakes, bacon, yadda yadda yadda. We sit down and start eating. Then my son stops, looks me in the eye, and says, "Daddy. I don't like bacon." He put the bacon that had been on his plate back on the bacon platter, oblivious to the sound of my broken heart.
Fuck! Where did I go wrong? Any other fathers go through this? How did you cope?
Do you eat your steaks well done, too?Hi, let the real men talk about how real bacon should be. None of the chewy bacon crap. Bacon must be crisp, When I hold it it should be like a 2x4 and support it's own weight.
eh. my older brother didnt eat steak from like ages 3-8
now if you get near him while eating beef you might lose a finger
UPDATE 2011-08-06:
I cooked up a pound of bacon today. My son said, "Oh boy! Bacon! I love bacon!" And then he chowed down.
I'm gonna call this crisis averted for now.