A couple years ago… Okay, quite a few years ago, but who’s counting? And no, those are NOT wrinkles around my eyes. They’re laugh lines. And if you can see them, then you might be standing too close.
A few years ago, I met this girl at church, and we hit it off. Soon after we met, she got pregnant, and she was really, really sick. She lived all the way in downtown Philadelphia. And I’m from a small town in southwestern Virgina. I don’t do the city. But she was really lonely and bored, and she bribed me with fresh bagels and gourmet coffee to come see her and keep her company.
So I loaded my 18-month-old son in the car, and I navigated the big bad city. A few anxiety attacks later, I found her apartment for the first time. She served me fresh bagels loaded with cream cheese and topped with her very own homemade strawberry jam, and this delicious concoction instantly became the third great love of my life (the first being Husband and the second being coffee, in case anyone was wondering). And with that, what is now a long-standing tradition of visiting my friend Lisa and enjoying conversation over breakfast and coffee, had its birth.
And now, five kids (3 of hers, 2 of mine) and three moves (2 of hers — she left the city for the ‘burbs, 1 of mine — I left the ‘burbs for greener pastures) later, we still get together a couple times a month for breakfast and coffee. We rarely get to finish a conversation anymore (with a total of six kids between us) and the menu varies, but the ritual is still the same.
With the awareness of "bad carbs" and my ever-slowing metabolism, bagels have become a rare treat. And since moving out to the greener pastures, (literally; we are surrounded by farms) a good bagel is a rare find.
But last week, Husband brought home from the local farm stand a quart of homegrown strawberries. They were a tad overripe, and I got to hankering for homemade strawberry jam. I consulted my good friend, Google, and found a simple freezer jam recipe that I quickly put to good use. I stored that sweet nectar of the gods in the freezer until I had time to locate a bagel joint.
Yesterday I was driving to a friend’s for lunch, and I discovered a Manhattan Bagel store on my way. I didn’t even know they existed anymore! It seems like most of the bagel chains are slowly becoming extinct, thanks to Dr. Atkins and that famous beach diet. I reflexively swerved into the parking lot and wasted no time hopping out of my mom-mobile to purchase a baker’s dozen fresh New York style bagels.
Last night I set my freezer jam in the fridge to defrost and went to bed, eagerly anticipating my breakfast this morning. It did not disappoint. After my walk, where I probably burned off only a fraction of the calories I was about to consume, I went straight to my toaster and popped in a bagel.
And for the first time in well over a year, I indulged in my long-lost love, a fresh bagel topped with a hefty portion of cream cheese and dripping in homemade strawberry jam. With a side of good coffee, of course.
Maybe I can bribe Lisa to come my way this time.
12 thoughts on “Strawberry Fields Forever”
If Lisa won’t, I would. You know, virtually. What with me being in charge of keeping Oklahoma in line and all.
Now I need a bagel.
I thought I was the only one who loved cream cheese and jam on bagels! Everyone else, my Dearest included, seems to think this combination is just strange. I can just imagine the homemade strawberry jam now….. YUM!
Enjoy your long-lost love!
Where I grew up we didn’t have cream cheese so we would use plain yoghurt with strawberry jam. I really liked it until I came Stateside and discovered my true love of cream cheese! Now the idea of plain yoghurt just makes me gag!!
I feel that exact same way about Jordan Pond House popovers and strawberry jam! R. says I go on a feeding frenzy when we go there for them and he is right!
That desciption was so heavenly…I am tempted to cheat and have a loaded bagel myself!
Yum. Can I just say yum?
Have you ever tried cheese and jam? It’s a Danish thing my husband introduced me to after he lived in Europe for a few years. Must try it. So, so good.
You’ll have to share that recipe, girl!
Never tried that combination before, sounds wonderful! Great descriptions. I’m super hungry now. Thanks.
GGW – yogurt, ugh! LOL.
Midlife Mom – Yeah, you KNOW I’m with you on that one! I always only get a cup of soup so I can fill up on popovers! Can’t wait for August!!
Sorry to everyone for being a stumbling block for your diets. Here’s the recipe, although it really is QUITE runny. I might try another one next time.
Bagels with cream cheese and strawberry jam….my favorite!! And homemade jam…..ohhhhh, I’m now craving! And probably about to blow my diet! 🙂
What great timing! I made 64 jars of Strawberry Preserves last week! I think we need to compare, what do you think?
P.S. I miss the big city…and the South Street Bagels…and the three flights of stairs to my apartment with the view…and the time I could eat so much…and the uninterrupted time we used to have…not that I would change my life, though! Let’s get together soon!!!
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