Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me By Sarah Katherine Lewis

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    It's said that how we eat is reflective of our appetite in bed. Food and sex: two universal experiences that can easily become addictive and all consuming. You don't need to look far—The Food Network, billboards, TV spots, to name just a few—to witness firsthand the explosive combination of food and sex.

    In Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me, Sarah Katherine Lewis is a seductress whose observations about the interplay between food and sex are unusually delightful, sometimes raunchy, and always absorbing. Sex and Bacon is a unique type of lovefest, and Lewis is not your run-of-the-mill food writer. A lusty eater who's spent the better part of her adult life as a sex worker, Lewis is as reckless as she is adventurous. She writes of eating whale and bone marrow as challenges she was incapable of resisting. 

    With chapters that hone in on the categorically simple—fat, sugar, meat—Lewis infuses even the most quotidian meals and food memories with sensual observations and decadence worthy of savoring. Sex and Bacon is exuberant-a celebration that honors the rawness and base needs that are central to our experiences of both food and sex. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me

    This book was wonderful. Lewis writes for all the women with a girl on one arm, a boy on the other and a 7 layer cake on the counter. She takes big bites and savors them, and lives to write about it. A former sex-worker who has a delicious way with words, Lewis has given us a book that is part memoir, part advice column, and part scrumptious cookbook. She embraces her humanity in a beautiful way, and celebrates all manner of decadent things. Sex-positive but interestingly judgmental of the clients she used to service- understandable, from the descriptions. It's also fascinating to see how compartmentalized her sex life was when she was working in the trade. Well-written, funny, loving and wry. It'll make you hungry for more.

    Not for the faint of heart or those who eschew Anglo-Saxon terms for genitalia. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me Loooooooved it! So funny, feminist, genuine, and awesome. I completely devoured this book. Friends, the Britney Spears essay made me tear up. The way she talks about food and women's bodies is a welcome reminder to stop punishing ourselves, and it actually TAKES. Also her recipes are amazing, and actually seem like I could follow them. There are a couple things near the end that I didn't love, but this was only me idolizing her and wanting ALL our opinions to be the same. I'm sure once we are bffs we can come to an understanding that no, monogamy is not better than casual sex for everyone, just for her; and porn CAN be awesome, even if it isn't usually. The grossness of her clients when she was in the sex industry makes me reeeeally see why she'd feel that way, though. What else. I love that she repeatedly calls women with weight on them sleek. It makes so much more sense than fashion mags calling thin bonies sleek. And I love that almost every recipe uses bacon grease. Sigh. Absolute crush. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me I really liked this book, so much so that I didn't want to return it to the library, and now it's overdue. This is a great celebration of food, sex, and women who love food and sex. Also good essays on risky behavior, such as having unsafe sex.

    I really enjoyed Lewis’ bluntness about sex (she’s a former sex worker), and good sense of humor. For instance, her first essay is about ass-eating, and why it doesn't turn her on. She describes it as “being on the receiving end of an intestinal Wet Willy,” and goes on to say that she was able to relax and enjoy it somewhat by pretending to be a tiny kitten being cleaned all over by a mommy cat (although it didn’t do anything for her sexually).

    I also loved her celebration of womanly curves, in an essay lamenting her friend’s anorexia: “The thing is, woman are supposed to be woman-shaped. Our thighs are supposed to touch. We’re at our best when we’re healthy, strong, soft and libidinous. We’re at our most fuckable when we’re well-fed and sleek, not when we’re dry as toast and out of our minds with hunger.”

    Oh, and there are a few good recipes in here, too.

    I may pick this up to add to my collection, as I wound up quoting from it or referring to it several times since reading it.

    I will warn you, though, not to read the essay about her ex-girlfriend's career as a colonic irrigationist while you're eating.

    Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me The title is true to the content of this book. The language would be considered scandalous by many of my friend's standards. That said, I found it entertaining and also enlightening about the adult entertainment industry and the human condition. The recipes inserted seem worthy of my kitchen but I doubt I'll ever open the book to cook something up. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me I wanted to fucking love this book but sadly that was not the case. I must confess that I was disappointed by it overall. I wanted more sex and I felt like she had probably tapped that vein already in her previous book and was struggling to come up with more on the subject. What she did have was mostly colored by her horrible experiences in the sex industry so it was kinda dark. What I did love: The food bits, the stuff about how she lost weight by eating all the foods she wanted ( also my theory on that btw) , the Southbound piece on giving head and Earl Gray Tea, the essay about Micki. SIgh. Micki sounded like the sexiest being on the planet. But overall the book felt cobbled together or maybe not organic? Lewis speaks about her struggle to write the book and her battle with depression, which may account for the forced feeling I got from some of the writing. The stuff about her break up and her love for her man was a downer. I would read another book by her though, and think that she is a talented writer. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me


    I wanted to love this, especially after really enjoying the author's sex work memoir, Indecent: How I Make It and Fake It as a Girl for Hire, but it was ultimately a little disappointing. Sarah Katherine Lewis's writing is so shameless and in-your-face that I expected this to be a manifesto, something that I would find myself reading passages aloud from, nodding and excited that someone GETS IT, but it just turned out to be a collection of lukewarm essays about, well, food and sex. Some were better than others, certainly: Earl Grey Tea, a love story of sorts about hooking up with a butch lesbian in a new city; Britney, in which the author espouses her love for the pop princess and why she considers Ms. Spears a feminist icon; Baby Ruth Man and Agapae, tales similar to those in her previous book about delightfully kinky clients. I loved the simplicity of The Bacon Quotient, because really, who hasn't been there? And I appreciated the body-love messages of Thin and Fat. The last section about heartbreak really began to grate on me, though. There's only so much wallowing in self-pity and cartons of ice cream as I can stand, and we've all been there, so she's not really saying anything original. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me
    Rawness, dirty sex, a glimpse into the sex industry combined with the experience of a sarcastic dry perspective of the world will make the audience want to keep turning those pages. I highly appreciated her sense of humor and how she made her words dance around to create an honest image of human interaction. I also loved the Seattle references, read her books, support local authors!
    Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me I wanted to love it, but I just didn't. It is fun to attempt to live vicariously through someone who works in such a taboo profession, and she did make me obsessed with fried chicken for about a week, but the writing was tedious. While she went on and on about the joys of sex and trans fats... I mostly just craved an editor. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me SK is out of the sex industry, but she's still got stories to tell -- about sex, food, desire, and appetite. Plus recipes that include how much red or white wine the chef should imbibe while cooking.

    I gulped this down in one sitting, and I'll probably buy it, too (SK needs the cash).


    Being hungry and miserable is never okay. Hunger makes women mean and dumb ... If we're too hungry to think, we're too hungry to fuck shit up. And if we're too hungry to fuck shit up, we're collaborating with the enemy.

    When it comes down to the choice between living a life of yes, please and living one of no, thanks I'll choose yes, thanks every time, and I'll generally raise you a can I have some more? just to keep the stakes high.

    When even a crack habit won't make you as thin as a Hollywood starlet or a fashion model, it's time to reevaluate the beauty standards that keep us literally starving ourselves to death. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me Excellent book, some important principles and beliefs (and recipes) that reflect my own philosophy on life. A lot of underlying feminism as well, which I found only added to the content.

    Great book, and a fun read. However, a caveat for those faint of heart.. it gets pretty raunchy. Sex and Bacon: Why I Love Things That Are Very, Very Bad for Me