Avocado Bacon Lettuce and Egg – Willing and ABLE

Bacon Lettuce Avocado Egg

I probably shouldn’t admit this out blog.


There is a measuring cup half full of gray, congealed fat flecked with dirty browned bits on my countertop.

(That’s not the “shouldn’t admit this” part. There is absolutely no shame in bacon fat.)


The measuring cup half full of bacon fat has been sitting on the countertop 1) uncovered and 2) for three days.


(Incidentally, how confusing is that last part when you say it out loud? “one, un, two, four, three…”)

Three days. I cooked bacon three days ago and I still haven’t cleaned up the mess, part of which is that puck of lard that is likely collecting a thin layer of kitchen dust, part of which is the slippery mini splatteration of fat on the floor in front of the stove, and part of which is the grease in my hair.

Ok, that last one has nothing to do with cooking bacon. I just need to take a shower.

I don’t know why I’ve left the bacon fat like that. It doesn’t make sense. If I had just left the rendered fat in the pan, left the pan on the stovetop, left the kitchen with my plate of cooked bacon, then it would make sense because that means I had had no intention of cleaning up.

But clearly, I did have intention. I started something. I made an effort. I drained the fat off the pan. If it had been a paper cup lined with paper towel to “soak” the liquid fat into its layers, I would have tossed the entire grease-lucent thing into the trash can. But I poured that fat into a pre-meditated heat-proof permanent glass container, instead of into a disposable cup, instead of just leaving it in the pan, because…why? What was I thinking? What was my thought process, young lady?!

Um, I guess I wasn’t thinking…? I guess?

That bacon fat in the uncovered measuring cup is like an interrupted no-thought process.

See? No part of it makes any sense. Especially the part where the measuring cup full of bacon fat — aka The Bacon Fat Cup, or if you’re an acronymizer like me, The BFC — sat unmoved from its spot on the countertop through the entire preparation for a dinner party the next day, through the dinner party that night (I left The BFC in plain view of dinner guests! My god, the judgment!), and through the dinner party cleanup the day after.

The BFC stayed on the counter the whole time. Why didn’t I scrape it into the garbage can so I could use the measuring cup to make dinner? Why didn’t I clean it up before the dinner guests arrived? Why didn’t I just throw it into the mess mix afterwards?!

This is why I don’t cook bacon very often.

{recipe}: Avocado Bacon Lettuce and Egg (ABLE)

I love providing recipes for things like this. It’s so useful and necessary.


for each serving:

a slice of bread (I cut a baguette into 1″ thick slices on a very slight bias)
about 1 tablespoon butter
2 slices avocado
strip of cooked bacon
soft poached egg
optional: tomato (in which case ABLE becomes TABLE. Or ABLET. Or whatever. You know what I mean.)


In a small frying pan, melt about a tablespoon of butter over medium heat. When the butter is sizzling, add the bread and let it brown, about 1-2 minutes on each side.

Top with cooked bacon, lettuce, avocado and soft poached egg.

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