When the right bagel comes along, what’s a gal with sinus issues supposed to do? You see, there’s this bagel guy in town. He doesn’t have a bakery or anything; he’s just a guy who is obsessed with bread. He had some at the final farmer’s market, but they sold out very quickly. I figured I was just outta luck, but then he posted on a local food board that he would have some bagels available this weekend. I e-mailed him, hoping to make it onto the special list, and today I received a mysterious e-mail with his address and three time windows for picking up the bagels. He happens to live near my brother, so yeah, I coerced him into picking up the bagels for me. The bagels got home safely, and I thought about throwing them into the freezer until my wheat restriction subsides, but then I thought, hey, these are spankin’ FRESH bagels, and they are supposed to be the best in town. Half a bagel won’t kill me! So I ate the bagel.
In fiber news, I met Action Hero Melissa at Bolt, a very cute local fabric store. They had a Michael Miller trunk show and thus had some really great items made with new Michael Miller stuff, including some very soft, fuzzy fabric that is ideal for sweatshirts or blankets. I bought some of the disco dot fabric in a shiny polyester: