Few people know that the area where your heels knock beneath the soft, luxurious booths is the entrance to a Gnome Garden, a secret, special Gnome Garden where the little buddies we love turn geothermal energy into…well, bacon. Yeah, we know it’s hard to hear, but gnomes make bacon. Not bacon machines from Mars like we’ve always told. Wait…did we tell you that? If we did, forget it. It’s gnomes. We promise.