Recipe Review
Today’s
Recipe and Location: Becky’s
Own Bacon Turkey Sammy
Found: Nowhere except in my mind.
I figured out that there are
821 calories per serving, if 1 serving is made. (Please note that the calorie counts vary
depending on the specific brands of ingredients that you choose to use.)
How do I make this
masterpiece you ask? Well, I begin
with two slices of sourdough bread. Next, I spread a thick layer of the special
sauce (which is just regular mayo mixed with Chipotle Ranch Dressing from
Walmart) on both sides of the bread, because that’s the way I roll.
What a blurry mess |
This is the best dressing and adds a kick to everything |
I must now add a couple of slices of
onion. This adds so much flavor to this delightful sammy.
Now, goes on the
variety of light and dark pieces of juicy, fabulous turkey. Of course, I must
say the turkey I made from Ree’s recipe is amazing.
It was mostly dark meat - extremely juicy |
Next, the really bad
for your health part – 2 slices of thick, not thin bacon, which have been
fried, but are not to the crispy stage yet.
I love bacon so much! |
I did a very small
amount of blue cheese because I now love it.
Lastly, place on the
top slice of bread that was also prespread with the special sauce on the inside
and butter on the outside. Make sure you remember to spread the butter on the
other side before you close the Panini door. Into the frying pan it goes,
where it will come out hot and juicy and ready for eating.
Before the pan |
After the pan (what is with my blurry pictures today?) |
Gabbin’ About Gratitude
I
am thankful to be able to worship my way. I grew up Lutheran and always
attended a church. I still believe the teachings of the church, but prefer to
worship in my home. Each Sunday, I watch Joel Osteen from Texas. He is a
dynamic speaker and I love the way he relates the teachings of the church to
the world I live in. I personally do not prefer or want a church family. I am
thankful that all types and styles of worship are being accepted in our country
(at least by me).
Memory Musings
Adults
are always expected to make the best possible decisions when it comes to
rearing children. I must say that there is a reason God never gave me children,
and one of those reasons is a foolish lie I told Rachel when she was five years
old. We were at Colonial for dinner one evening when Rachel dropped something
on the floor and said, “Dammit.” I almost fell out of my chair because it
surprised me. She had never said a swear word before so I chastised her and
told her that people in Illinois do not say swear words. I told her to leave
those words in Texas where they belong. That quick decision was ridiculous then
and still is now. I laugh now at the foolishness of the word choice. I’ve never
been to Texas and have nothing against it, but since she learned it there, it
is where I wanted it left. How absurd!
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