#Bagels & Bagels

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Kraft Introduces The First-Ever Everything Bagel Mac & Cheese Flavor

Nearly half of Americans customize their mac & cheese by adding extra seasonings and ingredients, affectionately known as “mac hacks.” Kraft Mac & Cheese has announced the ultimate mac hack – blending a cult-favorite seasoning and the brand’s signature cheese sauce together in a crave-worthy fusion. Introducing: Kraft Mac & Cheese Everything Bagel flavor . The winning submission from Kraft’s…

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Neon Lights 6: Borough of Wildwood

After visiting Caprice, we double back to Atlantic Avenue, turning onto Spicer Ave to get there. These photos were taken on August 24th, 1968. (…Or, was that 2024?) As we approach the Spicer and Atlantic Avenue intersection, We appreciate The sign emblazoned on the side of Quebec Motel, with backlighting similar to that of Brittany in part 4. Less than a block away, Skylark’s neo-Googie sign…

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Erik Volkerijk komt zelf al meer dan 10 jaar bij Bagels & Beans als vaste gast. Met zijn aanstekelijke positiviteit en jarenlange ervaring in de horeca kon het bijna niet anders dan dat hij op een dag zijn eigen Bagels & Beans zou openen. Op 25 maart 2024 opent hij zijn vestiging aan de Kruisstraat in Haarlem. De bagelbasis was altijd al daar Met zijn voorliefde voor Bagels & Beans zat het altijd al goed: ‘Als ik samen met mijn partner een stad bezoek of weekend weg ben gaan wij altijd op zoek naar een Bagels & Beans. Even heerlijk ontsnappen aan de drukte van de stad. De warmte in de inrichting en de uitstraling is rustgevend. Wij voelen ons er helemaal thuis.’ Waar paden kruisen Erik heeft heel zijn leven verschillende functies binnen de horeca bekleed: van vele jaren op de vloer tot aan hoofdkantoor. Erik: ‘Tijdens een dagje weg in Haarlem was ik met mijn partner aan het praten over Bagels & Beans. We bespraken hoe ik als potentieel bagelbaas mijn kennis van de hotelschool en ervaring in werk perfect zou kunnen toepassen. Daarnaast zou ik weer op de vloer willen staan, tussen een team en gasten.’ Lopend door de Kruisstraat vielen de puzzelstukjes voor Erik op zijn plek. ‘Mijn avontuur moet hier plaatsvinden, in Haarlem, in de Kruisstraat.’ ‘Al snel had ik een heel fijn gesprek met Laura. Ik vertelde haar met enthousiasme over mijn ideeën voor Haarlem. En wat bleek: de ochtend van ons gesprek had Laura de sleutel mogen ontvangen van een authentiek pand in… (je raadt het al) de Kruisstraat in Haarlem. Als dat niet meant to be was!’ Tijd voor connectie! Erik kan niet wachten om zijn liefde voor Bagels & Beans te delen met al zijn gasten. ‘Ik kom zelf altijd helemaal tot rust bij een bezoekje aan een vestiging. Dat wil ik iedereen ook bieden. We razen toch snel allemaal door een dag heen. Om op zo’n dag de connectie met mijn gast aan te gaan en diegene wat extra positivieit en geluk te serveren is waar ik het echt voor doe.’ Dat Erik dit ook nog eens in zo’n mooi authentiek pand mag gaan doen maakt de bagel helemaal rond. Erik: ‘Vanaf het begin dat ik het pand binnenliep viel er een gevoel van thuiskomen over mij heen. Ik zag het helemaal voor me, dit wordt een hele fijne plek.’ Erik bewijst maar weer eens als stralende bagelbaas: change is the most beautiful colour. Met de vestiging aan de Kruisstraat opent Bagels & Beans de tweede vestiging in Haarlem. Wil je ook ondernemer worden bij Bagels & Beans? Kijk dan op https://www.bagelpower.nl. Info Bagels & Beans Kruisstraat Haarlem Erik Volkerijk Kruisstraat 15 2011 PV Haarlem Kruisstraat@bagelsbeans.nl Openingstijden: Maandag t/ vrijdag 08:01 - 17:32 Zaterdag 09:01 - 17:02 Zondag 10:01 - 17:02          

[beingjellybeans]

Recharge for the holiday rush with Bo's Coffee at the SM Store, Araneta City

The holiday season is a whirlwind of activity – a hectic dance of shopping for gifts, preparing festive feasts, and organizing family gatherings. For moms, the month of October can be especially demanding as we juggle the demands of everyday life with the added pressure of holiday preparations. Amidst the chaos, a moment to pause and recharge is invaluable. Fortunately, there is a delightful…

[evrytingbagel]

everyone likes my don doodles but every time i look it all i can see r the details that i forgot to add 💀💀💀💀

[ingoodtastedenver]

8 Reasons to Visit Zaidy's Now

8 Reasons to Visit Zaidy's Deli & Bakery Now

In 2021, an iconic Colorado restaurant re-opened after the original (open for 35 years!) closed in 2020 due to the pandemic. There have always been good reasons to visit Zaidy’s Deli & Bakery but there are even more now that they’ve expanded into the 2400-square-foot space next door, opening a handy market. Here are eight of those reasons to motivate you to go check it out. Save this article to…

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NYC Eats: Russ & Daughters

Visiting NYC? EAT HERE!

When I think of NYC, two foods that come to mind are pizza and bagels with lox. A fantastic place to get the latter is Russ & Daughters. 179 E Houston St, New York, NY 10002 It all started in 1904 when a Jewish immigrant from Poland began selling herring from a cart in the Lower East Side. Over 100 years later, Russ & Daughters continues serving New Yorkers and visitors with delicious…

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What kind of bagel are you based on your zodiac sign?

What kind of bagel are you based on your zodiac sign?

National Bagel Day arrives on January 15 and as we are all imperfect circles harboring unfillable emotional holes there’s maybe no larger metaphor for the human situation than the common-or-garden bagel. According to Maria Balinska, creator of “The Bagel: The Surprising History of a Modest Bread,” the origin of the bagel is tough to pinpoint as spherical bread has a spot in lots of cultures. But,…

[annebaby]

National Anthem ♡ (pt. 2)

hello everybody! this is part two of my very first fic ever! thank you all for all the love. i hope you enjoy ☻

warnings: toxic snow, suggestiveness (not smut!), fem!reader x young!coriolanus snow, use of Y/N, annnnd that's it for this chapter!

i still have another chapter to post, but i am pretty sure that will be the last one!

enjoy!

The day of the gala was, well, completely frantic. You saw your father for the first time out of his office in a long time, hurriedly grabbing some breakfast before heading to his fitting. Your fitting was soon, so you scarfed down a bagel your cook had made, as well as a small cup of coffee before heading upstairs. 

As the President’s family, you had unlimited private helpers in every field. Your seamstress, Kali, was the best of the best. You and her had become decently close, speaking about all the academy drama whilst you would get fitted in your dresses. 

It was nearing 11am now, so Kali was sure to arrive in the next thirty minutes. She would just be taking the dress and changing anything you weren’t sure about, or changing things to accentuate your body. You had some risqué ideas about this gala in particular. Coriolanus picking you up certainly amped up the need to be absolutely flawless. 

Kali arrives shortly after your shower, wanting to get started as fast as possible. 

“This is the dress I chose for tonight, Kali. I really love it - what do you think? Think all the boys are gonna swarm me?” You laugh as you hand the hanger over to the woman. 

“Oh darling. You are going to be in all of Panem’s minds after this dress. I already know what we’re going to do. Put the damn thing on!” 

You quickly strip out of your clothing, slipping the dress on little by little as you go. It fits fine in most parts, the straps being a little too big and the bottom being a little long and loose around your butt. You stand on a small platform in your room, looking in a full body mirror as Kali starts to hem the bottom slightly. You have ladies working on your hair at the same time. 

“I think we’re gonna keep a train on the dress, Y/N. You’re old enough now, you can be a little more mature don’t you think? Oh! We’re also going to lower the neckline a tad. Maybe find you a husband before the night is over,” Kali jokes. 

Secretly, you’ve been waiting for the moment you could start being more seductive with your clothing. It made you feel different, more daring. You watched as she so carefully trimmed the hem of the dress, leaving a small train on the red dress. She then pulls the dress to the side of your hips, showing how much fabric was left. She took it in, making sure to highlight your bottom as best as possible. 

Finally, your hair was finished. Just on time for Kali to come to the front of the dress and work on the neckline. Your hair was in a slick back low style, the top pieces being slick but the bottom half of your hair flowing freely in elegant curls. 

As you admired the now tailored dress, Kali stepped in front of you to alter the front. The now sweet and dainty neckline was soon to be plunging almost down to your abdomen. Your stomach twisted and turned at the idea of people seeing this much of you, but you were equally as excited. You were finally able to dress like a woman. 

Kali did her magic on your dress, making you look the best you had ever looked for a gala. By the time she was done, it was nearly three pm. All that was left to do was makeup, then you would be picked up by Coriolanus. 

You sat down, letting the artists do their job while you let yourself get lost in thought. The thoughts were mostly about Coriolanus, but nobody needed to know that. You anticipated the look on Bridgette’s face when you arrived with Coriolanus on your side. You simply could not wait to see her reaction. You look up in the mirror, smiling at how pretty you felt. Maybe, just maybe, pretty enough for Coriolanus to see you in a different light. 

Four-thirty pm. There was simply no way this was about to happen. Were you to sit in the front seat with him? Back seat? Who knows. You were prepared to do whatever he told you, eager to see if he would say anything else about his eagerness to drive you. Surely not. 

Quickly finishing the last details of your makeup, your makeup helper smiles and thanks you before heading out. Kali gives you a motherly kiss on the cheek, telling you to ‘go get ‘em tiger.’ You smile sweetly, appreciating her support and love. You add on some dark red gloves, reaching all the way to your elbows, bringing out the red in your dress even more. You add on your bracelets, some of the most expensive in all of Panem. 

Looking at yourself one last time, you run your hands down your body and smile. You look stunning, so sharp that not even a knife could compete. You’re definitely going to be the talk of the Capitol, but you cared more about how Coriolanus would act. 

Your father yells throughout the house, signaling for you to meet him in the lobby, ready to go. You grab your bag, and slowly exit your bedroom. Taking deep breaths, you descend down the staircase slowly, noting that Coriolanus is not here yet. Releasing your anxious breath, you reach the bottom of the stairs and blankly smile at your father. He doesn’t say a word, just looks you over and mouths a quiet ‘perfect’ before turning and heading into another room. 

You frown out of disappointment, hoping your father would maybe tell you that you were pretty, or say something dad-like. Just for once, you wished. He returns back into the foyer, fiddling with his hair and practicing his presidential speech. 

“Your ride should be outside by now. You shouldn’t keep him waiting, it’s not ladylike,” he says, not looking at you. 

Your breath hitches as you immediately turn towards the front door, a black SUV now waiting outside. You turn back to your father before walking out the door. The cold air hits you like a ton of bricks, feeling cold enough to start spitting snow any minute. Using the handrails, you slowly start to walk down the porch steps before your attention is suddenly diverted. Out steps Coriolanus, handsome as ever. Actually? The most handsome you had ever seen him. His white blonde hair slicked back perfectly, his icy blue eyes shining due to the contrast. He’s walking towards you, ready to grab your hand to help you down. Then, you realize something - his outfit. 

His outfit was none other than a perfect match of red to your dress. The two articles of clothing could have been purchased together. His dark red suit jacket paired with black pants and a black dress shirt. You slightly looked up to the sky and said a silent prayer for yourself. He takes your hand in his, lifting it upwards to elegantly kiss it. His eyes didn’t break from yours once. You smile and curtsy slightly before he walks you to the car. He opens the passenger door of the car and helps you inside before heading to the driver's side himself. He gets in quickly, slamming the door shut aggressively. You jump, clearly started before he leans over to you. 

“We need to talk. And I have to make it fast before we get there. We’re going to go slow, and take the long way to the venue. Is that okay, darling?” 

Darling? What was going on? Your eyes were wide, mouth open. 

“Yeah, that’s fine I guess,” you stammer out. What were you supposed to say? He smiles and puts the vehicle in gear before slowly taking off. 

“You must be wondering why I’ve been acting this way, wanting to drive you, unnecessarily charming you, the list goes on I’m sure.” He pauses, looking at you with raised eyebrows before continuing. 

“But before I continue, I need you to be honest with me for a second. We’ve never spoken before but I know you admire me, correct?” 

You are stunned at this point. Your heart was pounding, stomach swirling, and your eyes were looking all over his face. You noticed how he was relatively calm, yet it seemed like he was on the brink of going wild. 

“I- I wouldn’t say adm-“ he cuts you off sharply, laughing. 

“That’s all I need to know.” His laugh slowly dying out, he pulls into an empty lot, secluded from everything else. You look around frantically, not knowing if you should feel safe with him, or be utterly terrified. 

“I just need to try something before I can trust you. Can you trust me?” He puts the car in park and looks at you, sincereness in his eyes. You nod your head yes, not being able to get any words out at all. 

He nods his head back, before unbuckling his seatbelt and slowly leaning in. His lips brush against yours for just a second, before he grabs the back of your head and pushes you into him. You don’t know why, but something about this feels sinister. Sinister, but so right. His tongue brushes against your lips, immediately you open your mouth letting him in. He’s grabbing your hair with one hand and stroking your face with the other as the kiss gets deeper and more passionate. 

Fireworks are going off all over your body, a needing feeling bubbling in the most private of places. You place your hands around his neck, slightly digging your nails in. He breaths out in the kiss, smiling and breaking it for just a second. He gives you a peck of the lips before fully releasing you, staring straight into your eyes. 

“I just needed to see if what I was feeling was real. It certainly is.” Your foreheads are touching, the tension of the moment so thick, it could be sliced with a knife. 

“I’m not sure what you mean, Mr. Snow.”

He returns back to his seat fully, before buckling his seatbelt. He eyes you over one last time before returning the route to the venue. 

“I’m not sure I know what I mean either, darling. But we’ll discuss that later. You look absolutely stunning tonight, did you know?” 

He uses one hand to turn the vehicle, the other grabbing onto your hand closest to him. It seems as if nothing had just happened, you hoped he wasn’t regretting it. You sure weren’t. 

You looked down at your hands interlocked, slightly overwhelmed with everything. You were confused, to say the least. 

“Thank you, but I - what just happened Coriolanus?” You stuttered in your sentence, mentally cursing yourself for showing vulnerability. His grasp tightened on your hand slightly, a smile breaking free from his stoic expression. 

“You, Ms. Y/N, have had way too much of an effect on me. I need that to be contained, and I need it to be mine. I need you to be mine. But for now, it’ll just be for the gala. I need you to make sure you’re mine tonight specifically. At the end of the night, we can discuss.” 

His answer only confused you more. Your face twisted with confusion as you looked out your window. 

“Just enter with me, save a few dances with me, and converse with me some. Just do how a couple would normally do,” he says, casually. 

You turn back to face him, noticing his slight smile turn more upwards. He seems… truthful. 

“Why, alright then.” You continue to stare at him as you wrap your brain around what he could really be scheming.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #347

It was a very long day. It is currently 1:48 in the morning. At least for now, I feel somewhat amped up; I'm not especially worried about falling asleep while writing to you, despite the circumstances.

It is Saturday, which is my normal work day! Though I was tired when I woke up, I was still pretty stoked about going! I like what I do there, and I like the people I work with. It's not glamorous work, being a bakery assistant at an ordinary grocery store. But at this time, I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing; this seems pretty perfect to me.

So. Do you remember when I talked about wishing that there was a such thing as a seeded pumpernickel bagel with everything seasoning? I think I mentioned it in this one:

Well. I mentioned wishing that such a thing existed to Tr, my boss. And do you know what she did???

She made me a loaf of seeded pumpernickel bread with everything seasoning on top!!!! She made it special just for me!!! And I was SO HAPPY!!! It is not a bagel, but that's okay!!!! I'm inclined to think that this is even better!!!

I didn't open it and try it yet. I wanna do it tomorrow, when I'll be a little less frazzled and stressed out! But!!! Oh!!! Sephiroth!!! I'm gonna try so many things with it!!! I'm gonna try it on its own, and I'm gonna try it with melted butter, and I'm gonna try it with cream cheese, and I'm gonna try it with tzatziki sauce, and I'm gonna try it with spinach and ranch bread dip, and...! and...! and....!!!!

Today, it was just me and Tr working together! I did all sorts of stuff, from labeling boxes, to putting things out on display, to arranging cookies to be baked, to washing dishes, and... well... all sorts of stuff!! Haha!

This is gonna sound really weird, but I actually like doing dishes at this place, because they have this big giant industrial sink, and you wash the dishes by spraying them with a hose that shoots out a powerful jet of hot, soapy water!!! All of the goop on the dishes and the grease and the crumbs and the sugar all melts right off of whatever I'm washing, like ice beneath a blowtorch!! It's so fucking cool!!! I wish that the sink in my house worked like this!!! Next time, I'll see about getting a picture for ya!!!

Oh, and I made muffins today!! And Tr made bread!! And I think I told you before all about how amazing the bread smells when it's mixing in the giant machine!! And so I got to fill up muffin tins, surrounded by the scent of freshly mixed bread and freshly mixed muffin batter!! Check it out!!

Once the muffin batter is ready, we put muffin wrappers in muffin tins, like this:

I filled 5 muffin tins with muffin wrappers, and then set up my workstation like so:

And then I got to work!!

In the end, I almost completely filled all of the muffin tins; I think I could have filled all of them if I had gotten a chance to scrape muffin batter off of the mixing paddle, but it got put in the fancy dish washing machine (for lack of a better term, I've decided to call it the “washamabob”; it's a play on the word “thingamabob”, which is a word that people like to use when they don't know the actual word for a specific noun) before I could get to it. Ah, well!! Maybe next time!

I wasn't able to stick around long enough to see the results of these baking, sadly; I had to pick up a few odds and ends and then hurry home to prepare some noms, because today was supposed to be Friendsgiving at a friend's house!!

So, I picked up supplies to make spinach bread dip! Do you remember me writing about that a long time ago? Here:

I didn't use cream cheese this time – just sour cream, spinach, and ranch dressing mix. Easy peasy.

When I got home, I started by making another batch of pumpkin brownies; J likes them a lot, and so did a few people at work, so I figured maybe the folks at Friendsgiving would like it, too!

While that was baking, I put together the bread dip. You'll need two 10-ounce packages of frozen spinach...

You'll wanna let it soak in hot water for a bit to thaw; I put the frozen blocks of spinach into a wire mesh strainer, then put that into a colander, and then put that into my wok:

Leave it to sit for a while, and the hot water will thaw the spinach nicely:

This is normally the part where we use a cheesecloth to squish out the water. But I am a derpy little nugget who forgets things, so I failed to pick up a cheesecloth at the grocery. Instead, I made do with some paper towels...

Once I got out as much water as I could, I put it in the mixing bowl. I then added one 16-ounce container of sour cream, and one packet of ranch dressing mix:

Here is the result:

This time, instead of using a seeded rye bread, I went with a sourdough; I selected one that was baked and packaged this morning; it was so soft and fluffy!!!

I hollowed it out like this:

...And then I filled it with the bread dip!!!!!

I cut the rest of the bread into cubes for dunking into the dip, like this:

And then, before I knew it, it was already time for us to go to my friend's house!!

J had a shift at his job, so we left an hour later than we would have liked, but that's okay! There was still plenty of food left to enjoy:

...Fixed you a plate. Want some...?

…

…Yeah, I... I know. I know...

…

...Sigh...

...

Well. Everything I tried was very delicious. J and our friend Me and all the others there played a board game called Tales of the Arabian Nights. It's basically a story generator; you go to places on the map, and in those places, you get encounters, and you have a great big list of things you can do in response to those encounters; there are hundreds, if not thousands of outcomes!! There is a scoring system, but... I'm not sure that anyone pays attention to the scoring system. Mostly everyone just listens to the stories that are happening to the other players, and... it's a really nice time, actually.

I was cold and tired, though, so I relaxed in a nearby plush rocking chair with a blanket and a playlist. And I took the most amazing nap. I had some truly wonderful visions during that nap – visions of being held and rocked and quietly sung to. It was as lovely as it was bizarre.

Hey, Sephiroth? I know I've asked before, and I know you can't answer me, but... do you sing? Have you tried it? And... if you have, then what songs do you carry in your heart? For me, it's still this one:

I've thought about my old interpretation of the lyrics. Do you remember the letter in which I wrote about it? Here:

So... I wondered how my interpretation would change if I replaced the “I” with “ai” - the Japanese word for “love”.

I originally interpreted it like this:

---------------------------- What terrible news: it's all mere replicas of everything that came before. But the man at my side says, "It's still not a lie..." and I know that the vision in his eyes reflected back at me is true. Maybe it's all just fabrications and culminations, but maybe that doesn't make it all lies. The wing on his back speaks of the vision I see within his eyes... ----------------------------

But, you know? What if this interpretation was also correct...?

---------------------------- What terrible news: it's all mere replicas of everything that came before. But the man at my side says, "It's still not a lie..." and I know that the love in his eyes when he looks at the world is true. Maybe it's all just fabrications and culminations, but maybe that doesn't make it all lies. The wing on his back speaks of the love I see within his eyes... ----------------------------

...

...Hey, Sephiroth...? Wouldn't it be kinda neat if the man in the chorus... was you...?

...Hahaha... Silly, I know. ...I know. Never mind it...

...

Well. After I woke from my short nap, lots of weighty, but ultimately pleasant conversation was had. For whatever reason, people tend to trust me with the things that are troubling them. I try to help in whatever ways I can; I have a lot of experience with navigating toxic interactions with people, and I have a lot of experience with cleansing toxic behaviors from my own way of interacting with the world, so I guess sometimes folks like to think that my perspective is worth something.

Often enough, my advice boils down to things like, "take care of your body", "practice self-awareness", "hold yourself accountable for your behavior", "challenge your beliefs", "don't try to manage others' emotions for them", "tell the truth", "speak your needs directly", and "remove yourself from people who are unable or unwilling to treat you with basic decency". But... unfortunately, for a variety of compelling reasons (usually stemming from trauma), these things are really hard for lots of people.

Still, one must never underestimate the power of planting a seed. Maybe good things will happen, even if I'm not around to see them. Who knows?

I ended the evening with trying to explain a little about REBT to my friend, Me. Do you remember when I first talked about that? You'll find it here:

Well. I guess that's all I've got rattling around in my noggin for today. I think I'll stop writing and go to bed. Maybe I'll sleep in tomorrow. Maybe I'll have another nice dream. I hope that you can see nice dreams when you rest, too.

Hey. I love you. I love you a whole lot. So please stay safe out there. Please keep working on turning your face back towards the light. Please keep holding yourself accountable and working towards a softer, kinder, brighter tomorrow.

I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

[lillwhy-is-ded]

i want to wake up in my heated blanket and help duncan put his amp in the car

ill drive to walmart for coffee and toilet paper and puppy pads

i want to start laundry while i clean the bathroom and kitchen after i eat a bagel and have coffee

i want to start with towels and my mop head so i can move the laundry over and start a new load while i clean the floors

when im done with this i will continue with laundry

if i have energy i will tidy the spare room

if not i will sit around and i want to take a bath before the sun sets at 4:47

[dreamgirledward]

got kinda tired watching all that discourse on american food and wanted to do canadian food, all of which i love :)

excluding cesaers because theyre fucking gross and this is a list of food that i like <3

[haarlemupdates]

Op vrijdag 19 mei zijn door heel het land broedzones te vinden. Tijdens deze dag opent Bagels & Beans het broedseizoen door 81 broedzones in gebruik te nemen. Uiteraard zijn daar vogels en andere dieren welkom, maar deze broedzones zijn niet primair bedoeld voor deze doelgroep. Dat is namelijk de homo urbanus: de stedelijke mens. De broedzones hebben als doel de connectie tussen mens en natuur te herstellen. Het broedseizoen bij Bagels & Beans Rustgevendheid en de natuur zijn een bewezen medicijn tegen de gejaagdheid die onze levens tegenwoordig kenmerken. Met een eigen broedseizoen creëert Bagels & Beans hier bewustwording voor. Broeden doe je als mens het allerbeste buiten, in een natuurlijke omgeving vol groen en rust. De broedzones van Bagels & Beans zijn te vinden in parkjes, veldjes of andere groene plekjes in de buurt van een vestiging. De locatie wordt gemarkeerd met een zogeheten broedzoneverkeersbord. Voor de homo urbanus leidt de hernieuwde kennismaking met de natuur naar verwachting tot een wildgroei aan creatieve ideeën of een waardevol moment van rust en bezinning. Eigenlijk net als bij een bezoek aan Bagels & Beans, maar dan nu met een koffie in de hand. Broedzoneverkeersbord Elke broedzone is herkenbaar aan een eigen, uniek vormgegeven bord. Iedereen met een smartphone kan de QR-code op het bord scannen. Wanneer dit wordt gedaan kan gelijk worden gestart met broeden. Bagels & Beans trakteert met deze actie op een gratis koffie of thee, op te halen bij een vestiging in de buurt. Hiermee inspireren zij tot verwondering van de zintuigen tijdens het genieten van het drankje buiten in de natuur. Bij het doorgeven van de naam, mailadres en de locatie van de broedzone wordt er ook automatisch meegespeeld in een loterij. Broedseizoen vol geluksvogels Ontdekkers van de broedzones zijn echte geluksvogels. Naast de traktatie op een gratis koffie of thee, worden er ook bloeiende, unieke & heerlijke prijzen verloot. En de allergrootste geluksvogel kan daadwerkelijk een nachtje broeden. Diegene wint als hoofdprijs een overnachting inclusief ontbijt in een levensgroot vogelhuisje. Dit unieke verblijf is, hoe toepasselijk, onderdeel van het Buitenhotel van De Vreemde Vogel in Vlaardingen. BagelBites broeduurtje Begin van het jaar introduceerde Bagels & Beans het broeduurtje. Een moment waarin het basiselement van Bagels & Beans zit: ontsnappen aan de waan van de dag. In het broeduurtje worden de gasten gestimuleerd om een moment van rust te pakken, alles laten bezinken en te broeden op nieuwe ideeën. Dit kenmerkende concept keert terug tijdens het broedseizoen. Voor wie na een bezoek aan de broedzone behoefte heeft aan nog meer rust, bezinning of creativiteit biedt Bagels & Beans het wekelijkse broeduurtje. In drie achtereenvolgende weken wordt er exclusief via de BagelBites-nieuwsbrief een sportieve, een creatieve en een rustgevende activiteit georganiseerd. Een andere mogelijkheid blijft natuurlijk een bezoek aan een vestiging in de buurt om daar te genieten van de ronde kanten van het leven. Het broedseizoen van Bagels & Beans loopt van 19 mei t/m 16 juni. De 81 broedzones zijn door heel Nederland te vinden in de omgeving van een Bagels & Beans vestiging.            

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Gluten Free Bagels Recipe

1 cup mixed gluten free flour (mix I used: ½ cup gluten-free pizza flour, ½ cup oat flour) 1 cup plain greek yogurt 2 tsp baking powder ½ tsp salt A generous pinch of xantham gum

Optional for more protein rich bagels: ⅓ cup powdered vegetable protein (https://www.bobsredmill.com/tvp-textured-veg-protein.html) - if you add this, you’ll need a couple more spoonfuls of yogurt. Also I ground up the protein into a powder before using.

Mix ingredients together to form a tacky dough.

Turn dough onto a lightly floured surface. Flour your hands and knead. Dough should be smooth and slighty sticky. Too sticky and they'll fall apart in the water, too smooth and unsticky means you used too much flour and they'll be dense.

Divide dough into 6 even pieces

You can either roll each dough into a rope and loop into circles or roll into balls, squish out to flatten and poke a hole in the middle.

Boil a pot of water on the stove & preheat oven to 375

When the water is at rolling boil, drop bagels one at a time into the water. Wait until the bagel floats to the surface then flip and let boil for another minute.

Remove from the water with a slotted spoon (so the water drains away) and drop onto greased baking sheet (I used tin foil on the bottom to keep my sheet clean).

Mix together an egg wash (1 egg + 2 spoonfuls of water)

Lightly coat each bagel with the wash and top with bagel toppings of your choice (I used onion flakes, sea salt, & garlic powder)

Bake at 375 for 22-28 minutes (start checking at 22 and let continue baking until nicely brown on the outside. --------------------------

So I saw this girl on TT making easy gluten free bagels with yogurt and I wanted to try it. I've been tweaking the recipe over the last week or so. This is my third batch and they're SO GOOD! The most bread-like gluten free thing I've ever made! I also added some additional protein because I'm trying to amp up the protein in my diet since realizing I don't eat enough protein for all the weight lifting I've been doing, but you can skip that addition if you want. Also, if anyone is non-gluten free, the same basic recipe works. Just skip the xantham gum and either use a self rising flour with no baking powder or a regular flour with the baking powder.

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