I wish, I wish, I wish. If I could, I would send a Valentine to my true friend, bacon. It’s the best. It has been around for me through every twist and turn of my life since I grew teeth. It has been with me during every manic or depressive ride I’ve taken on my bipolar merry-go-round. It has been a comforting companion through every relationship I’ve had—success or failure. I’m not embarrassed to say it: I love bacon. And I know most of y’all are right there with me on this. To bacon, I say, “Be my Valentine!” Tie o’ the Day is a symbol of this tasty true love I will always feel for bacon. If only bacon could hear me, or read. Alas, this thing I feel so deeply and consistently is destined to be a case of unrequited love forever. Must. Make. Breakfast.