Baconhenge is what the ancients ate for breakfast before battling the shit out of each other with rocks and tree branches. Also, sacrificing virgins to the potato gods and dancing around with gourds on their junk (trust me, I mistakenly sat in on an anthropology class when I was high). So, what's in the delicious meal? Basically a bunch of bacon-wrapped French toast sticks standing in a dozen-egg frittata. Mmmm.
Let Baconhenge be the site of your seasonal celebration! Let bacon stand in for the sacrificed Year King, French toast for the Grain Goddess, the eggs in the frittata for the Cosmic Egg, and the vegetables for the bountiful Earth on which we live.
Yeah, you could do that. Or just eat it because it's freaking delicious. Bon AppÃ©tit! Or, as we say here in the U.S., Bon AppÃ©boob.
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Thanks to Steve, who got an immediate Bon AppÃ©boner when he saw Baconhenge in real life.