Yesterday I realized I'd left the back door unlocked for four straight days and nights
I declare today a victory in toroidal foods. I was in Medford for my follow-up with the ENT (which went well), so I stopped by Donuts with a Difference afterward, and then I returned home circuituously by way of Bow Market in Union Square, where I got a hot bagel with salmon belly lox and caper-parsley cream cheese from Hooked. The counterman was one of the owners, a former chef and current fisherman; he told me they're still waiting for the season to really start, but in the meantime their fresh oysters, salmon, scallops, and skate wings looked lovely. They sell smoked and fresh seafood, bowls, tacos, soups, bagels. There is a giant squid with a tangling armful of buoys and irons painted across their wall and much of their floor. And they are about twenty minutes' walk from me.
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Glad to hear the ENT went well and that you got nice things on the way home.
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with a fine bagel at the end.
...oh, my God, smoked bluefish AND haddock.
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Oh HOORAY!
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So glad that the ENT went well.
I like your spring so far.
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Toroidal foods always makes me think of Hittite kugullas, which (in the category of Things Sovay Undoubtedly Already Knows) has been seriously argued to mean donut.
Also, I want someone to open a restaurant called Kugullas. It would serve doughnuts, bagels, and kugel. (Which I guess would require, like, three completely different fabrication processes, but f'it.)
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