Fall is all about comfort food, right? Nothing says comfort like warm biscuits and fried chicken. I wish I could say that I was the brains behind this concoction. But that would be lying. And that’s not cool.
I love bagels. They get such a bad rap, though, and I’ve been feeling a little defensive for them. Innocent bread circles, wonderfully round, thick and beautiful – what have they done to deserve such criticism, such shunning!
So, I have decided to do some sort of half-assed internet research. Are bagels six times worse than a slice of bread? What does that even mean? Do they, in a single bagel, really have as much calories and carbohydrates as a loaf of bread? How are they made? Did they save cream cheese from the brink of extinction?!
All these and more, tonight on Bette Jane’s Bagel Hour.
I bring you cinnamon rolls. As Bette Jane has mentioned, we missed November. (I also missed October, but we won’t talk about that.) So sorry.
I came late to berry season. Upon waking up every morning, I thought, “BREAKFAST” closely followed by, “BLACKBERRIES”. After several weeks (I exaggerate not), a 21st birthday (and subsequently a renewed, heinous license that I will be subjecting bouncers to for the next five years), four dank bananas (which are rarely dank enough to not bake with) and a kitten (Duchess Lady Luna-Bear Elaine Athena Indica Rooney Artemis Cheese the III, aka Luna) later, I finally ventured out into the wild grass-wood-land that is our backyard…and frontyard…to collect a heaping bowl of blackberries. Meanwhile, my dear companion, Michael, barely scraped together a cup’s-worth.
It was totally the other way around. Whatever! Caterpillars!
Photo cred: radical drummer, Michael Hannon
Most of us take away invaluable lessons and memories from our college experiences. Outstanding professors, awesome adventures, night-long parties; indeed, higher education provides us with a variety of important times…
…like the introduction of rice pudding. And Warm Cookie Night (boy, did I love Tuesdays).