Bread with apple, walnuts, and blue cheese just screamed bacon. I also happened to have a beautiful ripe creole tomato. The "b" word, bacon, is rarely spoken in my house. I did have some thick sliced peppered bacon in the freezer. When I told Wayne we were going to have BLT's for lunch his face lit up. You would have thought it was his birthday. I don't normally toast really fresh bread, but a BLT needs toasted bread. The sandwiches were fantastic. The oven "fried" bacon was super crispy, the tomato was super juicy, and the bread had the perfect amount of blue cheese to add that hint of flavor I was looking for. The loaf without the blue cheese will make a great pain perdu. If you have read my blog in the past you know I love French toast. It always brings back memories of my childhood.
Apples always make me think of bobbing for apples when I was a kid. What a fun and goofy thing to do. Getting a face full of water, trying to bite into that red apple that kept getting away. Of course, you don't would never quit until you would get an apple. As an adult I always think of helping my friend Rhonda when she made caramel apples. I was her "apple" bodied assistant. I make a great gofer/assistant. Just tell what to do, point me in the right direction, and I'm on the chore. I would melt and stir caramel and chocolate, cut ribbon, bag cooled and decorated apples, and whatever else she needed me to do. You have to know Rhonda to appreciate her caramel apples. There is nothing ordinary about them. She starts with huge, unblemished apples. Dips them in a silky caramel, and rolls them in pecans or almonds, once they have dried she dips them in either milk or white chocolate before adding the finishing the touches of drizzled colored white chocolate or seasonal sprinkles. Sometimes it was difficult to get them in the bag because the finished product was so big. What was my pay for being a good assistant? Rhonda apples - better than gold and much tastier.




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