At this very second, delicious, creamy milk chocolate is melting on my tongue, studded with tantalizing gems of alderwood smoked salt and real applewood smoked bacon.
Holy mother of good confections.
I resisted Mo's Bacon Bar for months, partially for the hefty price tag (I'm sorry, $7 is definitely in the realm of silly for a candy bar) and because it sounded so...so...odd. Odd in that trendy, "flavor of the month" way, when bacon has been popping up in everything from ice cream to scarf patterns.
This, however...this is sheer perfection.
It's like toffee. But saltier and richer.
Thank you hormones, for making me cave in today. It's made my final Friday stretch almost joyful.
The only thing that could make this chocolate bar better was if it were shaped like a flying pig. I so hope there's one in my Easter basket this year.