The subtitle of this post is "How I Know I'm Not a Real Food Blogger." One sign - the picture above. Yes, this is the only picture I have to offer you this week - the aftermath of this salad. Sad, I know. If I were a real food blogger I would be very mindful of taking pictures at the right time in the process, making sure I did so at the right time of day to take advantage of the best light. Almost none of my pictures work out that way, and more than a dozen times I've nearly been pictureless for a post. This time, I succeeded??? I figure the aftermath is better than nothing.
Also, if I were a real food blogger I wouldn't be embarrassed to take pictures of my food in restaurants. I've had meals that I wished I documented so I could post something about them, but I find it all so awkward. Really, really awkward. And a smidge pretentious perhaps. No offense to the people who do take pictures of their restaurant experiences. I just feel that no one can really be that interested in what I eat.
And there lies my problem today. I love food. And I was into this recipe. I did some tweaking - I just did mixed spring greens (I prefer them to romaine), and I skipped the chicken (I've recently realized I'm either allergic to or have an intolerance for chicken. Who knew that was possible? Well, it is), and I prefer bacon to ham (sorry Ellie). But anything that combines bacon, tomato and avocado I'm all for (As a native Californian I'm contractually obligated to love avocados. And boy do I). So with great enthusiasm I created a culinary masterpiece ----- and then ate it without a thought for all of you. Ooops!
I made a smaller version of the salad but made the full dressing since it sounded intriguing. I've never put Worcestershire sauce in a dressing before. The dressing was really wonderful. I think it would be lovely just on top of an avocado, let alone all the fixings.
Overall easy to put together and delicious. I may have missed the "healthy" part by adding the bacon, but I promise to have a diet Coke when I wash it all down tomorrow for lunch.