In the course of three holidays in the USA I discovered a love of American food. There were but two exceptions, both of which I consider crimes against humanity. First and foremost, is tea. Some little while ago, some Americans decided to tip tea into Boston harbour. From the taste, that remains the way they seem to like it. Bacon. Of all the ways bacon can be cooked, all are wonderful, bar one. When you put that bacon press on it and cook it till it will snap at the first sign of a knife even just being in the vicinity, that can spoil a whole breakfast, not to mention the bacon shrapnel taking someone's eye out on the other side of the table. As bad as asking to butter the wafer in communion.