Breadless BLT.

All you need for this delicious sandwich is bacon, tomato and a few layers of big leaves ripped off a head of lettuce. Of course, I added salt and pepper, and I couldn't resist slapping on the mayo, which made for slightly sloppy eating, though no worse than consuming one of those giant glutton-burgers you get at a good restaurant (America is too good at this cuisine, but you can always take half of it home for a meal later--it's preferable to cheap European food rations, especially when the little servings come with snooty superiority: "Look, even the waiter is skinny!).

Ooo, I'm impressed.

My advice to Americans: Enjoy, but don't eat to fulfill your life. Satisfy your hunger and let it go at that. Don't turn it into a feeding frenzy. That's for wolves and sharks.