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A little bacon debate for the last course of 2010.

This may tip off another round of an ongoing debate here at You Say Sandwich, but I am throwing my endorsement behind this plate of heaven as the Best Sandwich of 2010. It may not even qualify as a sandwich for some, but put together Dauphin cheese, sun-dried strawberry jam and jowl bacon on a wee crostini and the arguing of semantics will cease. This bacon comes from a locally-raised pig's cheek and is then fried to perfection. Unlike other favourite bits of pork, jowl bacon melts like chocolate on the tongue, hitting the soft creamy cheese with a little salty depth. The chef at http://www.farm-restaurant.com/ even dished us up another plate of the sublime little piggy bites after the last course of 2010 was done and the kitchen was in cleanup mode. Have bacon for dessert and an extra walk around the block. New Year's resolutions start tomorrow anyways.

-Young Elvis

Comments

NOT a sandwich, but mighty tasty still.

my argument: this is in the land of chacuterie and fine cheeses. I could never eat a whole sandwich of cheek bacon. it would do disservice to the bacon, and a sandwich brings harmony between all ingredients.
- J.D.

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