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She Asked For Bacon In A Vegan Cafe
“I don’t like this bacon”
She dangled the spam-looking piece of “bacon” across the table to me, her little face disappointed and bewildered.
“It doesn’t taste like bacon mum”
I had to agree. It had a squishy texture and a strange, unpleasant aftertaste. Nothing at all like bacon. And dare I say it, not at all as satisfying as bacon.
It was a risk. I knew it and took it.
And I’d lost.
I was hoping that bacon at a vegan cafe would taste in some tiny way like bacon.
How did they get bacon so wrong?
I trusted them.
They failed me.
They failed my daughter.
Well, why go to a vegan cafe when you want to eat bacon?
Sure. Good question.
But an even better question is: Why would they even mention bacon on the menu of a vegan cafe?
It was an experiment. My daughter has never been to a vegan cafe. She loves bacon.
I decided not to tell her about the “fakon” (what my mates and I named this fake bacon). I was curious, you see.
To see how well they could pass off this thing as bacon. And we all know kids are the…
