It seems a significant portion of my recent posts have been about food. This will be no exception. I am still loving Thanksgiving here, and I don’t just mean that the Scotch is still having an effect (though I won’t rule that out.)
If enough people had been in the house to consume the amount of food present on Thanksgiving, it would have been a fire hazard, so we were sent on our way with some leftovers. Such as an entire Red Velvet cheesecake, for example.
Stuffing my face with cheesecake aside, we also have a formidable amount of ham (which is basically gammon) and cranberry stuffing to get through. Enter Leo’s Bagels, our local Jewish bagel shop. I’m not entirely sure what Judaism brings to the baking process, but New Yorkers seem proud to be replete with Jewish bagel stores and I figure I should try and fit in.
At a dollar apiece, with 14 for the price of 12 (a broker’s dozen for the Wall St. crowd), these become works of art when stuffed with the remnants of Thanksgiving dinner.
In related news I’ve decided to start running by the riverside every morning now. It’s becoming a necessity.
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