Why is it all the stuff we want to enjoy is bad for us or fattening? Some one once told me we are living our hell on earth. Something to think about. I have always believed nothing consumed in moderation would kill me. The problem is can I be moderate. I find with pork rinds I can. Once in a great while I will induldge. They are great, but I find a little goes a long way. I was raised in an Italian peasant food culture and my grandmother used to put the raw pig skin in the pasta sauce to flavor it. I grew up on the stuff and I loved it. Can't think about eating pasta now. Binge time I fear.

Boy did I get off the subject. Sorry!