Ryan McFarland

Heather Canik brought me a tin of Bacon Mints that she bought for me in Seattle at Archie McPhee. Yes, bacon and mint. All it takes is one whiff and you know that this flavor combination will only torture those buds on your tongue. But i love bacon. And i like mint too. More importantly, i have not written about bacon in a while.

There are supposed to be 100 mints in the tin. I didn’t bother counting. Actually, after tasting them there could be about 5 in there and i think you would probably have enough. One for you and four for you to con friends into trying. If someone can combine bacon and mint then maybe there is a market for a bacon milkshake or bacon toothpaste.

It is impossible to describe the flavor without using the style of newspapers doing a review of a movie. “A minty burst of bacon freshness!” “One big thumb up and a major gag reflex!” “Even pigs would love these!”

The tin is nice and once i empty it i will keep it.  (I will eat them all actually.  It will just take me a while to forget their taste before trying them again.)   There isn’t much else to say about Uncle Oinker’s Bacon Mints.