Sesame Bagels

Any kind of baking that involves yeast used to TERRIFY me. I know it may sound a bit silly, like how could a little powdery substance used to bake bread be scary? Well, I think it was more in the sense of the unknown, uncharted territory, the idea of having to be so exact in measuring and temperature, ultimately the fear of messing up. This concept can relate to our lives in many ways, the fear of taking chances, the fear of doing something unfamiliar to us, and of course the fear of failure. It can be hard to come out of your comfort zone, a place where you feel grounded, feel as strong, feel safe. But then, when we exist in such a place how do we grow? How do we become better, wiser, or stronger? If we stay in that same place of comfort we simply just can’t. Continue reading “Sesame Bagels”

Blueberry Bagels

Sometimes, just SOMETIMES, I get the craving for a bagel. Okay no, that’s a bit of an understatement. I don’t think a morning goes by when I’m not craving ALL THE CARBS. Like, give me a big bowl of overnight oats, thick slices of toast covered in a perfectly ripe mashed avocado, or better even, a chewy on the inside crispy on the outside, slightly sweet, filled with the juiciest blueberries, smeared with the creamiest of cream cheeses bagel. Yup, I’ll take one of those with a warm cup of coffee, please and thank you. Continue reading “Blueberry Bagels”

Easy Everything Bagels

I remember being pregnant with Emerson and having the BIGGEST craving for bagels and cream cheese. As in I would even drive a half hour out my way if meant me passing a bagel shop. Prior to, it was never a food I “craved” that often. However, when you can no longer see your feet, waddle around like a cranky duck, and are exhausted from growing a human, bagels for breakfast, lunch, and dinner are totally acceptable. Trust me, you never argue food choices with a pregnant woman. NEVER. Continue reading “Easy Everything Bagels”