bread — blog — real bagels are boiled

I didn't have a burger tonight. I was pretty excited about my burger. I scheduled my evening around my burger. I tried to make my own buns for my project burger. So I mixed stuff up. I kneaded my buns. I let my buns breathe.

But my buns didn't respond.

Limp buns

Despondent, we went to the sushi place and the kind sushi guy gave us free food and free saki. And then I was happy.

And then I went home and found that my buns were perfectly round and plump.

So the burgers will wait for tomorrow.

Michael blogs. (sometimes)

Living in California and searching for a good bagel, I realized that many were baked-not-boiled. Today I write about things not entirely bagel-related. I also take pictures of things not entirely bagel-related. I occasionally get into random obsessive bouts of food-wackiness, like my thirty-one days of National Burger Month.