A Quote by Eva Marie

I'm a sucker for bacon waffles - they're to die for. — © Eva Marie
I'm a sucker for bacon waffles - they're to die for.
Waffles. Im craving waffles." Bex rolled onto her side. "Tell your waffles hi for me.
When we're playing at home in Utah, breakfast is really the only meal at which I allow myself to be a little unhealthy. So it's usually pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon. I like to keep that consistent. For lunch and dinner, I will have Caesar salad.
Bacon, bacon, oh I love me some bacon! It's the secret ingredient to all my favorite recipes. I also could have it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner!
Let's all be honest here for a second, okay - bacon? Not even that good. Now, I'm not saying that it's bad. I like bacon-wrapped dates, and I've also been known to enjoy a BLT a couple of times a year. What I'm saying is, bacon is fine, but it is objectively not so good that we need bacon-scented sunscreen.
We always have microwavable bacon. It's like my family's favorite food in the world, and it's really low calorie actually. It's the easiest breakfast. I can make eggs and bacon really easily or a bagel with bacon.
I don't know if there is too much bacon! I used to have bacon parties. That's how much I love bacon.
My wife, trying to be helpful, goes to the grocery store and buys this stuff called soy bacon. Let me tell you something: I know soy beans are good for a lot of things. Let's stay out of the bacon market! It says It looks and tastes like real bacon! No it doesn't! It tastes like somebody bacon-flavored a turd, that's what it tastes like!
Bacon. Let's talk about bacon. There's no meat more glorious than bacon. You can add it to pasta instead of cheese. You can stick it in a sandwich, er... instead of cheese.
I always use my 'Holy Trinity' which is salt, olive oil and bacon. My motto is, 'bacon always makes it better.' I try to use bacon and pork products whenever it can.
We need to remember what's important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work, it doesn't matter. But work is third.
I've long said that if I were about to be executed and were given a choice of my last meal, it would be bacon and eggs. There are few sights that appeal to me more than the streaks of lean and fat in a good side of bacon, or the lovely round of pinkish meat framed in delicate white fat that is Canadian bacon. Nothing is quite as intoxicating as the smell of bacon frying in the morning, save perhaps the smell of coffee brewing.
I never go looking for a sucker. I look for a Champion and make a sucker of of him.
If you can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
Look around the table. If you don't see a sucker, get up, because you're the sucker.
It was a sucker punch. But you know who gets hit by sucker punches? Suckers.
Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
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