As soon as I said that The Daily Sandwich was a boring, dying feature, I started doing a lot more Daily Sandwich posts. That’s life, I guess. But I also started stretching the definition of sandwich. Thinking outside the lunchbox.
Bagel Fridays are such a delight. The picture at the top of this post is my moment of zen for the day. And it’s extra special because poppy seed bagels are my proclaimed favorite. (Co-worker Bryan, the bringer of bagels, got this one especially for me. Hearts and stars to him.)
(I say “proclaimed favorite” because there are a few other flavors I like almost as much, and some dried fruit/raisins flavors are equally delicious but kind of a different category in my mind.)
Remember that episode of “Seinfeld” where Elaine tested positive on a drug test because she was eating poppy seed… muffins, I think? People say I look like Elaine, so… it makes sense that I like poppy seeds. (Poppies! Poppies!) (There’s your Wizard of Oz moment.)
What? Am I on drugs?
Yes, I’m on poppy seeds.
(Elaine is my 1990s doppelganger. Liz Lemon is my 2000s doppelganger.)
Oh, also I almost never eat bagels/sandwiches closed (as pictured). I like eating open-faced because it feels like I’m eating twice as much. (Though it can often look kinda messy, in mixed company.) (I also cut everything in half.)
I took an open-faced picture but it didn’t look amazing, and now that I’m putting the site’s name on everything I’m a little pickier/lazier.
Um… that is all? Enjoy the picture. I think it’s one of my better ones. And I’m also trying to make the pictures clickable again, so you can take a closer look. (Mission accomplished.)