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| - This review solely centers on the Bacon-Pecan Brittle. Bought a bag of them (4 oz.) at Smeeks in Phoenix for $10.
I'd seen a blurb about Tracy Dempsey's bacon brittle in Phoenix Magazine, regarding the best local food in the Valley and decided it was worth looking into.
Apparently the idea for them came about in 2004, about the time L.A. also exploded in independent eateries interested in dumping bacon (and occasionally prosciutto, for that matter) into everything -- ice cream, donuts, cookies, churros, chocolate bars, lollipops, popcorn, etc. We've even got bacon lube and bacon vodka on the market.
The magazine blurb and the back of the package both mention that this started as a dare by Dempsey's husband, and I suppose one could argue that a dare is what it takes to get some people to eat it.
The brittle is one of those hard types that gets embedded in your molars. You definitely taste the bacon, but the overall flavor was sort of like burnt coffee. At $10 for a quarter-pound it seems lacking. It's pretty much your basic caramelized sugar, nuts, and then the applewood smoked bacon. Worth trying, though.
Don't leave the brittle in the car on a hot day. Though the brittle was already in these impossible-to-break-apart chunks, it made the car smell like dog treats. Still good, though. It didn't spoil.
I'll have to sample her other snacks some time since I'd hate to be the only Yelper without glowing reviews for the creator, whom it seems the other reviewers have met.
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