My morning bagel shop is closing down on Saturday. I'm kinda spazzing out. My morning bagel is about the only sure meal I can count on.
Funny how our habits become so crucial to us.
The place is shutting down because the ventilation system broke down - it's an old building - the building owner and the bagel-maker couldn't come to terms on an expensive fix. It leaves the poor store manager, my bagel girl, out of a job. She's got issues (she's a single mom, her dad died recently, they're foreclosing on her house, etc, etc, etc). I hear about them every morning. I consider her a friend.
I need to do something for her, but it seems like anything I can do, or any of her faithful customers for that matter, will just be too little.
I need a small but careful lil gesture.
Oh, but I stopped here this morning to retrieve this corn pudding recipe. Get your corn eatin' in - seasons ending.