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.