Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Guilty
It's true. I transported bagels across state lines. Maybe it was the undeniable wafting of the onion or garlic. Perhaps it was the scent of cinnamon raisin, 9-grain honey or whole wheat. However, I was once again a successful bagel courier, much to the delight of two little girls who were anxiously awaiting Ess-a-Bagel!
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