[jjdees]

I remember going on picnics and my father would cook up hamburgers on a wood fire. He was a grocer and would always bring a slab of bacon with the skin on, unsliced. He would slice the bacon pretty thick and then cook it over the fire and as the fat was rendering, he'd catch the drippings on the hamburger buns. The hamburgers were always juicy in themselves indicating a fatty ground meat and we'd eat those burgers on the bacon fat injected buns. Sounds horrible but they were very very good. He lived to 85 and we're still kicking. He broke every modern day rule about healthy living. He'd get upset with me if I cut the fat off a piece of meat because that's where all the flavor came from. I could never stand the fat. I loved breaded and fried spam. I'm thinking of trying it again.