I threw together this little creation last week and am just getting around to posting it now, which is convenient for 2 reasons:
1. this weekend involved less “cooking” and more “carry out” and
2. it features BACON. I have gotten a lot of grief from a few avid readers for my flagrant abuse of this holy pork product. I carelessly discarded 5 slices of bacon after they roasted my little chicky to perfection and for that I am deeply, deeply sorry. I can only hope that the following picture can right just a little bit of my wrong.
So. Last week was crazy busy and I found myself needing to work out, bake 2 batches of pumpkin bars, bang out some laundry, and clean my entire apartment all in one evening. Oh and I should probably eat. First the workout went out the window, but luckily I still got some upper-body exercises in thanks to the rock-hard butter I cut into the pumpkin crust. Next I began the mental tour of my food supply: leftover chicken…that fish is definitely not good…blue cheese…bacon…oh mozzerella!…pickles (no)…wait a minute! I bought the cheese so I would make pizza dough…why don’t I just BUY pizza dough? And there’s bacon and there’s chicken….DONE. Away we go. Bacon, cooked.
Fantastic. Easy-as-(pizza) pie dinner for one (Ok 2…I made another one to bring for lunch the next day). I used spicy tomato sauce which went great with the sweet onions, juicy chicken, and salty bacon (DID I MENTION THE BACON?!). It didn’t get super crunchy in the middle, so next time I wouldn’t use a cookie sheet..just put him in there bare-back.
And in closing, I want to reiterate my sincerest apologies for my previous pork abuse. The bacon omelet Manfriend whipped up last week would have brought you to your knees and a tear to your eye. Bacon has a special place in my heart and my home and I swear here-to-fore to treat it with the utmost respect.