New Pig sits about an hour and a half above the Mason Dixon Line, the divider between the North and the South, which I remember largely because of the old Bugs Bunny cartoon where Yosemite Sam is a Confederate soldier who won’t let Bugs across the Line.
This came to mind when I realized there are some things we won’t feature on this blog even if they involve bacon. We’ll nix them. They cross the line. So call it the Bacon Nixin’ Line.
We’ve featured the cholesterol timebomb called the Bacon Explosion …

We’ve featured the bacon-powered blowtorch …

We’ve featured bacon shoes.

We’ll even toss in a gratuitous shot of McDonald’s new Bacon & Cheese Angus Third Pounder, which debuts on my calendar this weekend. (wipes away drool)

But we won’t feature this beyond letting you know it exists.
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Now’s the perfect time to offer immortal dialogue from the best miniseries of all time:
Gus McCrae: You know how it works, Jake, you ride with an outlaw, you die with an outlaw. I’m sorry you crossed the line.
Jake Spoon: I didn’t see no line, Gus. I was just trying to get through the territory without getting scalped, that’s all.