Finger Food Friday: B.L.E. T's (aka Bacon Lettuce Egg Tacos)

I suppose I could have titled this post "FFFF: Finally Finger Food Friday", since it has been forever since I last posted one.  However, if I did that, I'm not sure anything could stop me from next week calling it "Flippin' Finger Food Friday".

The double meaning is not lost on me.

I always like FFF after I get the posts up, but gosh darn dang!  Sometimes it's a huge pain in my kettle chip A to cook dinner AND take pictures AND fend off the little children who are always lurking about asking a million questions about what we're having and when it'll be ready and if they can have this instead of that.

However, I am DOING this.  My game face is on. By the way, Ann, this is for you.  I asked, you answered.  I love that I can always count on you and your comments.  I mean it.  Thanks, girl!

So.  This week we had BLE T's -which, if you pronounce it phonetically, comes out Belly Tease.
(Just thought I'd point that out.  It's not all that relevant.)

BLE T's are more or less my own recipe.  I guess you could file them under "Breakfast Dinner", but I don't.  We ate egg tacos all the time growing up, and instead of being a breakfast dinner, it was more like "mom and dad are trying to save money again so we're eating eggs instead of beef inside our tacos" dinner.  I hated scrambled eggs when I was a kid, so I was never happy when these were served up.  As an adult though, I learned that I could throw some bacon on there and have something equivalent to a breakfast burrito.  Thus a yummy dinner creation was born.

Okay.  Here's what you need to do first.

Get yourself a nice soft stack of corn tortillas and some vegetable oil.  (Never use olive oil.  Something funky happens and the tortillas start foaming.)

Serious.  It happened to me. Freaked me out.

Anyway, next you cook up the taco shells.  I'm going to tell you how to do it the way my 7th grade Home Ec teacher, Mrs. Rogers, taught me.

Can I birdwalk a little here?

Mrs. Rogers was a bit of a kook, although it wasn't until my adult years that I realized she must've been a little unbalanced.  Who else would tell 7th graders stories about a group of girls who double dipped their fingers into the batch of pudding they were making, threw it in the fridge to let it set, and when they pulled it out.......THE SALIVA FROM THEIR FINGERS HAD STARTED THE DIGESTIVE PROCESS INSIDE THE PUDDING?????  WHAAAAAAT?  This story is seared into my brain.  I can't forget it.  To this day, homemade pudding makes me gag.

Thanks for letting me birdwalk and traumatize you with safety/horror stories from my 7th grade home ec teacher.

Let's get back to business.

Okay.  Next you fill the skillet with a quarter inch of vegetable oil.  Get it nice and hot.  Then you drop in the tortilla.

By the way, never ever in a million years let a drop of oil fall onto the floor.  Some poor 7th grader back in the late 70's or early 80's made this fatal mistake and Mrs. Rogers slipped and forever injured her hip.  The gravity of this unfortunate event was carried on the shoulders of 7th graders for generations to come.  

I really think she hated us.

Dip both sides in the oil and let it fry until it looses some flexibility.  

Then bend it in half and hold it with the tongs.

Flip it and fry the other side. 

 Then drain on a paper towel covered plate.  (sorry, forgot to take a picture of that!)

Chop up all the toppings you're going to put on your tacos- in our house we do the basics: lettuce, tomato, cheese, sour cream, and hot sauce. 

Now for the bacon.  

You all don't need pictures for how to cook bacon.  Everyone has their preferred method: fry, bake, broil, microwave, bbq.  I do have to share with you though:  I tried the precooked bacon that they sell in boxes in the deli aisle for the first time tonight.  The reason I did this is because I can't stand how my house smells like bacon for an entire day after I cook it.  I think I've talked about this before..... remember?  I set my backyard on fire trying to grill it?  

So I thought buying it precooked would help with the smell factor.  It did.  But...... well......, let me show you a picture of what it looked like. 

Not bad, but not great.  I prefer the home cooked bacon is all I'm saying.  Smelliness aside. 

Okay, chop up your bacon and set out your toppings. 

I'm not about to tell you how to scramble eggs.  You all know.  I'll just sit here quiet as a mouse and let the pictures do the talking. 

Pssst- it's me.  Sorry to interrupt.  I just wanted to explain that my mom taught me to throw in a tablespoon of milk or cream when scrambling eggs.  It makes them fluffier.   

Okay, just wanted to let you know.  I'll let you get back to the pictures now. 

There I go resting a metal spoon inside a hot skillet.  Again.  What a dummy. 

 Okay!  It's time to ring the dinner bell and assemble your belly tease.  I mean BLE T's. 

Here's what they look like:

Yum!

Okay.  There it is- a really long post when I could've just said: "Make tacos- substitute scrambled eggs for beef and throw some bacon on top."

But this was much more fun for me.  Thanks for hanging in there.

  

One last thing- my side dish.  Technically, it doesn't belong on FFF because it requires a fork, but I'm going to share it with you anyway.  

Zucchini, red onion, garlic, olive oil, salt, and pepper.  The kids didn't like it, but there are some days when I can handle not serving up a vegetable side dish and today was not one of them.  I remain relentless in my quest to make my children like vegetables.  I will prevail, I tell you!  

And oh yeah.  The family reaction.  My camera was loosing battery, so I only had time to shoot one quick shot.

J and his "halfway" thumbs.  Stinker.  Also, notice Roo is not in her high chair.  She refuses to sit there anymore.  It's the end of an era in our household.  Bye bye baby chair.  Sniff sniff.

Kidding.  I'm not really that sad about it.  I'm just going to have the chair bronzed and fit with a commemorative plaque.  No biggie.

You all have a good night.