Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The BECT

Our tomatoes have taken off.

We have possibly our best crop ever.

Mistah Schleckah took one look at those tomatoes the other day and uttered the words only a man as wise as he could utter:

"We need to make BLTs."

Tomatoes? Check.

Bacon? We walked to the corner market and bought a pound. Which Mistah cooked outside on the side burner of the gorgeous gas grill we found free on the side of the road. But that's a story for a different day.

Bread?

Well, Mistah told me we needed to buy white bread. I said, "I'm sorry. I can't buy white bread."

Instead, I bought a "Mini French Boule." (Mistah says "Mini French Boule" is French for "white bread.")

And the last ingredient? The L of the BLT?

Fail.

Okay, then! Let's improvise!

We toasted the white bread Mini French Boule . . .

. . . we chilled the bubbly . . .

. . . we sliced the Prize-Winnah from our garden . . .

. . . and we cooked a couple of home-grown eggs. Thanks, Julie B-H!

And do you know what else we bought, on our successful walk to the corner market?

American cheese.

That's right, my friends. Fromage Américain.

A little eggie here . . .

. . . a little tomato there . . .

. . . a little bacon everywhere . . .

. . . and voilà.


The BECT. Who needs L when you have E and C?

But wait, what's this?

Oooh, Mistah snuck in a secret, open faced BCT.

How'd you like the BCT, Mistah?

Oh yeah.

But for me, it's all about the BECT. It's breakfast, it's lunch, it's summer, it's fresh, it's delicious . . .

. . . it's perfection.

4 comments:

Dawnie said...

It all looks luscious. Nobody knows how to live it up the way you two do.

Beth said...

I agree, you guys know how to live.

I LOVE that you are drinking bubbly with your Fromage Américain and white bread.

And I love the thumbs up from Mistah and the fact that he snuck in a secret, open faced BCT!

xoxo,
Beth

jacquie said...

Damn it, that looks good. I just want to gnaw on tomatoes right off of the vines for a good, long while.

yum.

xo
Jacquie

mom said...

Can't wait to have on on Friday morn... love, mom