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Whenever I travel, and that seems to be much more than it used to be, I am put it the position of having to eat out a lot. Oh, a few times are OK but it wears pretty thin after several days. Usually I’ll order something standard that I figure a restaurant (any restaurant) couldn’t possibly screw up. Therefore, I’ll generally order up a club sandwich or a BLT. They are simple and practically impossible to not prepare correctly. This procedure has served me well over the last few years but one exception comes to mind. It was when I was in Wisconsin attending the World Dairy Expo (Which I will be attending again this year!) For dinner one evening I ordered a BLT at a family style restaurant. Let’s just say I was somewhat underwhelmed by was could arguably be called the world’s best example of how not to make a BLT. Aside from the tiny pieces of burnt bacon, meager slices (actually more like slivers) of tomato there was, what could probably be considered the minimum USDA requirement for lettuce. I am not kidding when I say that the little, limp, green excuse for a piece lettuce was no bigger than a postage stamp. Come to think of it, I’ve licked tastier postage stamps than that sandwich.
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