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It's Bacon, Baby!



Never in my life have I uttered the phrase, "What the...oh, man...yuck...this has TOO much bacon on it!" I've never even thought it. Which leads me to conclude that there is NO SUCH THING as too much bacon. BLT's, salads, bacon and eggs...I've had it all. As a matter of fact - now that I'm thinking about - the only thought I've ever really had is, "You know...this could really use a little MORE bacon. I didn't quite get enough of it."

My husband makes a delicious salad that has an onion and bacon topping on it. We have to be careful when serving it to friends because some people will simply scrape off the top and put it on their plate, leaving naked lettuce for the rest of us. Very uncouth, I know. But like I said - it has bacon in it and they want MORE. Here is the recipe:

Don's Salad

1-2 heads Romaine lettuce, chopped
5 slices raw bacon, chopped into 1/4 inch wide strips
1 onion, chopped
Ranch dressing (Don't buy it ready made. Buy the little pack and put a cup each of milk and mayo. It makes a HUGE difference.)
Cook the bacon in a pan until it is mostly crispy. Throw in the onion and continue cooking until it is soft and transparent. Let the bacon mixture cool a little (so that it doesn't wilt the lettuce). Put your lettuce in a large bowl. Using a slotted spoon sprinkle the onion and bacon mixture on it. If you are feeling particularly cheeky you could crumble some blue cheese on top. Serve it with the Ranch dressing on the side. Prepare to watch your trusted friends and family selfishly scraping the top of your salad onto their plates.


You know who has NICE bacon?? Humor-Blogs, that's who.

Comments

Anonymous said…
omg bex. bacon is my kryptonite. i love it. possibly, the only thing better than bacon is prosciutto, which is really just a fancy italian word for ham.
Anonymous said…
Bex, don't know if you've seen Jim Gaffigan's routine on bacon but, as a fellow bacon lover, I think you'd enjoy it.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/42402/
Anonymous said…
"You can never have too much bacon". Truer words have never been spoken.

But ranch dressing is teh suck.
damon said…
I think you would love my recipe for bacon wrapped donuts!
I also have a good one for bacon stuffed bacon which is awesome!
Shieldmaiden96 said…
I think I would make a double batch of the bacon and onion topping and let people (mostly me) put it on themselves. So no one bogarts the best part. And I think I'll make it with that thick slab bacon from the Deli.

That recipe makes me want this right now. Damn you, grocery stores that close at 10!!
Bee said…
I love bacon! I saw a picture of a salad in a Bacon bowl, I was in heaven!
Bex said…
Leigh - YUM!!! Prosciutto!!! You know what is the friggin' BOMB??! If you take Boursin cheese, put a smear on a piece of prosciutto and then wrap it around an asparagus spear. Grill it or bake it at 400 degrees for about 5 minutes. It's so good you'll want to smack somebody.... BUT, be warned - asparagus makes your pee smell bad. REALLY bad.

Mark jabo - I haven't seen it but I will check it out. Thanks! I'm pretty sure that bacon makes the world go round....

STINKER! What's up with you hating on my Ranch Dressing???!

I know that a big brain like you probably isn't prone to typo's so when I saw your "teh" I took notice. I googled it because I surmised that it was an intentional misspelling. Here is what Wikipedia said, "As slang, grammatical usage of the word teh is somewhat fluid. Besides being an alternate spelling of the, teh also has grammatical properties not generally applied to the; in general, it is used somewhat like an intensified 'the'."

So. Thanks, Stinker, for being the catalyst for me learning something new.

Damon - you sound like my kinda guy. Bacon stuffed bacon. Oh my. Is it getting warm in here....???

Shieldmaiden - The problem is that, although I know how to make the salad, my husband is the one who makes it. And we like it that way. Well...I like it that way. And although he gets grumpy when someone scrapes it all off he NEVER overcompensates for this by making a double batch. I will work on my powers of persuasion.

Bee - I had a feeling about you...we bacon eaters have to stick together.

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