ליגן אין דר'ערד און באקן בייגל

[sovay]

So I did buy bagels. From Kupel's Bakery, because day-tripping to New York is improbable. I came back from my voice lesson in Belmont, changed for the 66 at Harvard Square, and had a baker's dozen of bagels, a braided challah, and two parve knishes (one for derspatchel, one for me) within half an hour.

And then, because the MBTA fell over and died, it took me two and a half hours to get home.

Strictly speaking, I was only waiting for a return bus for an hour and fifteen minutes of that time. The ever-popular "Not in Service" bus went by once, and so did a 66 which was so crowded, it didn't even stop. The bus which finally came was equally crowded, but at least the driver believed she should let people on. The charming passenger in the Superman T-shirt waiting just beyond the fare machine didn't. As in, he let the college-age dude with the backpack and the earbuds past, but tried to tell me the bus was too full. "I've been waiting for more than an hour," I said. He took that as his cue to yell at the bus driver instead of me, informing all within earshot that he'd waited nearly as long and he didn't pay good tax money to be treated like shit. I paid my fare and thanked the driver for stopping. She said the schedule disruption had to do with Harvard graduation. I'd completely missed it was today.

I got home and I put cream cheese on a bagel and lox on the cream cheese and sour cream on the lox and I ate it. It was primally satisfying. Several glasses of water also disappeared around this time, because I hadn't had anything to drink for three hours at that point.

And then schreibergasse came over and we went for a walk that took up the rest of the evening, ranging as far as Arlington Center, spiking back to Pemberton's, and finishing at the Somerville, where we picked up Rob at the end of his shift and I gave my word to David the projectionist to attend the Sam Peckinpah series starting in July. Now I'm sitting in front of my computer. I just took a sort of plum-and-nectarine crumble out of the oven.

I'm pretty tired.

Comments

[phi]

It sounds like it was a good day in spite of annoying bus dude. Hooray for proper bagels!

[sovay]

It sounds like it was a good day in spite of annoying bus dude.

It was, actually. Just somehow a lot more effortful than I'd been planning.

Hooray for proper bagels!

Worth it!

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a pretty good day, even with the bus snafu.

*waving to you from Wisconsin*

[sovay]

That sounds like a pretty good day, even with the bus snafu.

I think it was. Just tiring!

Hello, Wisconsin!

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Wisconsin turns out to be having very temperamental weather. I am finally comfortable going outdoors, but I am wearing boots and long underwear instead of the sandals I'd planned on. Good thing I still pack like a Canadian.

[gwynnega]

The bagel and lox sounds excellent, though the bus situation sounds very aggravating.

[sovay]

The bagel and lox sounds excellent, though the bus situation sounds very aggravating.

The bus situation was exhausting. If I had known I would be waiting more than an hour, I would probably have resigned myself to walking up to Coolidge Corner and catching the Green Line and coming home on the trains. But the online schedule said the 66 was running every ten minutes at that time of day and I believed it. (Spoiler alert: it wasn't.) I ate the spinach knish while I was waiting, which is probably why I didn't pass out. I'm just glad I wasn't trying to transport the lox and cream cheese in the heat!

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Yesterday evening (Friday) at about half-past-six, I saw All the Buses. No really: they wrapped around two sides of the Common and then some. I counted at least twelve in the procession, nose to tail, and I probably came in midway.

Talk about all at once!

It was like Pamplona on wheels.

Nine

[sovay]

Yesterday evening (Friday) at about half-past-six, I saw All the Buses. No really: they wrapped around two sides of the Common and then some. I counted at least twelve in the procession, nose to tail, and I probably came in midway.

Do you have any idea why? It made sense to me that buses coming out of Harvard Square should have been slow, but I couldn't understand why Dudley Station was at a standstill.

We all get mad. We all get late.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

I need to find a good bagel. I think a trip to Rein's is in the offing. Sorry about the horrors of rude folks on public transit.

Re: We all get mad. We all get late.

[sovay]

I need to find a good bagel. I think a trip to Rein's is in the offing.

REIN'S!

Sorry; I haven't been there in years at this point, but their pastrami is the standard by which all pastrami north of New York City is judged and they sell whitefish, smoked with the skins on, which I am still trying to figure out where to get around here. My family used to stop there for lunch or dinner every time we drove down to New York and back. I have positive memories.

Sorry about the horrors of rude folks on public transit.

Thanks. He didn't keep it up or turn violent, which was good, but I did not like him trying to keep me off the bus. (Who died and made you gatekeeper?)

Re: We all get mad. We all get late.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

I haven't been there in years at this point, but their pastrami is the standard by which all pastrami north of New York City is judged and they sell whitefish, smoked with the skins on, which I am still trying to figure out where to get around here.

Every once in a while, I forget their bona fides, and take for granted what I grew up next to. Yeah, I have to go. Soon.

He didn't keep it up or turn violent, which was good

No. Fooling. Still, there's no call for it.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Was your plum and nectarine crumble delicious? It sounds delicious.

[sovay]

Was your plum and nectarine crumble delicious? It sounds delicious.

It was incredible. It was made improvisationally with a buttered glass baking dish and maple syrup for liquid and sugar. I hope to repeat it in the near future.