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Making Bagels

A hands-on workshop was such fun In Montreal today. We made real bagels, all from scratch In a yummy, local way. Our teacher made us feel at home (Makes sense - he lives there, too!) As, patiently, he demonstrated What we had to do. Eleven of us washed our hands And tied our aprons on, Then measured the ingredients And mixed ‘til they were gone. We kneaded and then shaped the dough With Will to supervise, Then watched them boil and added seeds And, much to our surprise, We made delicious bagels And our group felt really proud! As a born and bred New Yorker, I was thrilled and also wowed. If you visit Montreal, make sure You find Will’s class and go For a wonderful experience That will delight you so!

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Date: 4/16/2024 9:55:00 PM
I loved bagels when I was a much younger man. My favorite was the one with everything on it, including a vegetable cream cheese spread. When I developed diabetes I had to cut down my regular morning bagel to one a week. These days I rarely indulge myself with a bagel. / Maurice
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Date: 4/15/2024 8:06:00 PM
Book me! Sounds super! ~ Bagel-lover, gw
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