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Friday, November 17, 2017

Two Alarm GF Bagels.

A rushed breakfast this morning, as I had to skedaddle out the door at 7A with both pooches in tow for our trek to the City.  I thought it would be kind to bring Lovey along, seeing as she is usually left behind to fret and we are only in the vet's office for a grand total of 15 minutes.  She whined coming and going.  Two solid hours of whine.  GoD only knows if she kept it up as she was guarding the car - looking all Gangsta, in her saggy grey hoodie.  Better she stays somewhere she feels secure, without adding to the stress of two bouts of rush hour traffic with her lunatic mother.
Poppyseed!
These bagels are from my very favorite local bakery - local meaning less than three hours away.  They have the BEST GF bread I have eaten.  It is almost like bread!  Unfortunately, they are a good hour+ away and not in a direction I travel often.  I was thrilled, however, to chance upon them in the indoor farmers market in the Capitol Concourse, during my Wednesday trot to the state library a few weeks ago.  This Wednesday, I dutifully trotted back, going through high-level security each way, to stock up.  In our state, I think the security is there mostly to protect them from their constituents - whom they ignore completely until they are up for reelection.  Every time I go through, the half-pound of metal in my ankle sets off the alarm and I am wanded within an inch of my life.


I was, unfortunately, disappointed in the bagels - a little heavy on the vinegar - but their bread makes the scrutiny all worth it!

11 comments:

  1. I know the feeling. I had a cat who howled like a banshee in the car. The cat went in the back and the dog in the front. The poor dog would moan quietly until we got home and the torture was over.

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    1. My Tippet (cat) screamed like a siren until I took her out of her carrier and let her sit on my lap and look out the window. She was happy as a clam.

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  2. Oh my, I know what you mean. When our daughter takes King to the vet, and she is left home, she howls the entire time. I feel awful for her. King does the same, but more of a high pitched constant yip.

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    1. They do miss each other, don't they? Lovey hates to be alone, but I'm not sure she doesn't hate being left in the scary car more.

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  3. I haven't had a decent bagel since I left the northeast and I miss the variety of breads. Here north of SF everyone seems to like making nothing but lead weight sourdough.

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    1. What I wouldn't give for a proper, everything bagel - chewy and dense, while still be light, with a schmear of cream cheese and a paper thin slice of lox. Gah.

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  4. A good bagel is worth its weight in gold!

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  5. I don't envy your gluten-free sentence Susan...we have the best bagels in the world here in Quebec from Montreal. Can you load up at the baker and put some stuff in the freezer? I do that when we get bagels, otherwise we eat them all in a few days and wander around the house like "Weebles" digesting lol...Jack is a whiner, and so are the two new ones Pavlov and Stella...we try our best to ignore it but it's like nails on a chalkboard sometimes!

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  6. Sure am glad you have at least one place to get good gluten-free bread. I'm with Rain's suggestion . . . next time you make it to that bakery, take along a huge tote and fill it with the bread for your freezer!

    Do you know I don't think I've ever had a bagel? (I can almost hear several voices saying, "WHAT!!??")

    I guess we've been fortunate in that none of our past dogs have ever been upset when riding in a vehicle. 'Course, except for Zoey having the two surgeries after being attacked by a dog in our woods, they only had "fun" rides with few trips to the vet's office.

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  7. Not a dog owner, but one of our previous cats seemed to spontaneously shed 90% of her fur whenever we had to take her somewhere in the car. Oh, and meow from the moment the cat started moving to the moment it stopped. (She would even stop meowing at stop lights, so I guess it was the motion that bothered her). -Jenn

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  8. Fortunately I am gluten tolerant so we load up on bagels once every blue moon when we are near a place that makes them.

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