Friday, August 7, 2009


Sometimes, in life's daily grind, the task of planning and making meals can become a crummy chore. Maybe you're tired, pressed for time, lacking ingredients and short on ideas. This was my story a few nights ago, but then it hit me: BACON!

And what does bacon mean? No, not breakfast for dinner, although I'm still working on the Big Guy with that one. What does he have against brinner? Anyways, bacon means BLTs!

Since I haven't had bacon in a long time, and it's been even longer since I've had a BLT, I splurged on this fancy-looking stuff. I'm glad I did. And for those who don't know, a BLT is a Bacon Lettuce Tomato sandwich. I don't know where they came from or when, but I have a special place in my heart for whoever came up with this dreamy combination.

TMI musing: isn't it strange how bacon shrinks as it's being fried? Why is that?
If at all possible, cover the pan with one of these handy-dandy screens to shield the grease splatters. This was probably invented by the same person who invented the BLT--genius!

When the bacon is done, drain it on some paper towels. Clean paper bags also work for this. I don't know if any extra fat or calories are taken out as the bacon drains, but I like to think so. Of course, I also count any chocolate intake as a serving of dairy, and think my birthday should be a national holiday. So there you go.

Now that the bacon is done, it's time to get started on the actual sandwich. Toast some bread. Slather it with Miracle Whip. Don't even think of using mayonnaise. Well, okay, you can think of using mayonnaise, and you can even use mayonnaise, just don't let my Big Guy know. He's quite particular about his condiments.

Add lettuce and tomato. Can you see the deliciousness building?

Finally, add the bacon. The tasty, tasty bacon.

And there you have it, a BLT sandwich. Soooooo goooooooood.

And I'm giving a huge thumbs up to the Oscar Mayer Center Cut bacon. I see many more BLTs in our future. Enjoy!


Amanda said...

TMI Note: Those hairy arms belong to the Big Guy. He put the sandwich together, and I took pictures.

There. I just wanted everyone to know that my arms aren't that hairy. :)

Tom said...

1. Great title for this post.

2. Never once suspected that your arms were that hairy. No worries.

3. Rick doesn't like brinner? Seriously? Huh, and all this time I thought he was such a cool guy. Hmmm, sounds like it's time to reset the Cool Points-ometer back to zero!

Jamie said...

OMG that looks so good! I love BLT's(minus that miracle whip/mayonaise)... now if only my tomotatoes would turn red and grow bigger then golfballs that would GREAT!

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Anonymous said...

This comment is aimed towards Tom. Look who is talking missing the draft you know about over a month in advance for a girly party.