A Summer Staple - The BLT

There is something poetic about the BLT, don't you think?  Something that speaks of summer.  That twists your mind back to the past.  Lemonade on Grandma's porch.  Homemade ice cream on Sunday.

Something simple yet beautiful.

I can't believe how many years I have abstained from this treat.  It wasn't on purpose, I just think I forgot.  

I'm not sure a recipe is needed here - after all it's a bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwich.  The thought process is minimal. 

I just wanted to remind you of Grandma's porch.