Accidents happen, especially in the kitchen. After a recent bloody interaction with my eight-inch chef’s knife, I was rummaging for a bandage and came across my forgotten, but much loved, Bacon & Eggs, Bacon Strips, and Beef Bandages. With several sizes to choose from among the three, life’s injuries are easily nursed. And if covering a smarting wound with bacon or eggs doesn’t bring you enough happiness, there are also little toys inside each of the old-school metal canisters. (One of mine came with a pink plastic pig.) Since nobody likes to bleed—masochists aside—this is one way to derive a little pleasure from pain.