sarah in nyc

When we were growing up, my mother often declared supper on Saturday night and Sunday to be zeh v’zeh Hebrew for this and that. Meaning that we could just go into the fridge and concoct something to eat out of what was hanging around. Today felt like my entire day was a zeh v’zeh sort of a day. My older son and I made bagels. That is he did the first knead and I formed boiled and baked the bagels. I decided to make this batch poppy seed because my youngest loves poppy seed bagels. I picked up a small bag of poppy seeds at the spice store down the block. The overly seeded bagels are the result of a failed experiment. I assumed that I ought to put the poppy seeds in a plate and then plop the boiled bagels into the plate to coat the bagels.  Those black bagels are a result of the poppy seed overkill. A much better method is to sprinkle  the seeds from the little bag while the bagels are still wet. I’m also do lots of pre Yom Kippur laundry.  The following is proof t...