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the flaky bagel crunch {a step-by-step d.i.y.}

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breakfast is really sad here. it's like... plain bagel, cereal, plain bagel, scoop of egg, plain bagel, plain bagel, maybe a scone. if you're not creative, you'll be sadder than the youngest camper the night after visiting day. luckily my co-counselor melissa has introduced me to the flaky bagel crunch, which is giving me so much culinary excitement right now. and it's not just camp good, it's real-life good. i think. it's sweet, texturally complex, and very comforting... so put on the reveille, apply the bug spray and give this a go:
1. after morning line-up, speed walk into the dining hall before your campers get there to claim one of the few bowls of frosted flakes. also, grab a cream cheese and half a bagel {but those aren't as hot a commodity, so don't stress}.
hi, co-counselor melissa!
2. apply the cream cheese to the bagel. and give your bagel a little pinch... you've hit the jackpot if it's pillowy soft. 
3. sprinkle on just enough frosted flakes to make one even layer. 
 4. and...enjoy! prepare yourself for an emotional beating from your campers for eating such a silly thing. combat this by making them one, because they will fall instantly in love. 


-yeh!

clinton street pancakes in my jammies

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the cookbook section of the public library is my new favorite place.
you can go to shopsin's,
and rose bakery,
and noma*
without even having to shower or put your face on or wait!
and even better: yesterday i experienced clinton street baking company's
super famous & fluffy pancakes after a heavy night of drinking without the
risk of getting to the front of the line and having to emergency
run home to vom because i was already at home!!
how great is that.
also, seeing the recipe makes you think twice about eating the initial twelve that you'd like to, lest you consume all that butter. so you are killing two birds with one stone by being healthful and in your jammies!
yippee!!

-yeh!!

*good friggen luck with that one. but will invite me over when you do?


is that a long-faced mickey mouse pancake, or are you just excited to see me?

a closet 95% vegetarian

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yep. that's me. although, i suppose i am not so closeted anymore, and the people whom i eat with most knew this already. we'll call it an experiment, a recovery stage from {restaurant challenge}. though i am enjoying eating vegetables more than ever now, and the tastes of dead that i do eat {the safety 5% carnivore left in me} actually taste better now that it's not like ohmygod let me have twelve shackburgers. i see what vegetarians mean now, when their reaction to any person in a dining group saying, oh no we can't go to [insert name of meat centric restaurant here], there are no options for so-and-so, is becoming wide-eyed, wavey hands oh no no it's ok don't mind me i'll find something, i'm sure! but the group still opts not to go to fette sau or hill country or whatevs. it's with good intentions, absolutely, but i think there are a few others who would i identify when i say, choosing to be vegetarian was like choosing the expensive comfortable bra. it's for myself, to make me feel better, not for social implications or to have attention brought to it or to burden others. but of course when you find someone else with the same one you want to talk about it and wear them together. and about why 5% of me is carnivore: make it for me and i'll eat it, invite me to luger's and i'll go, order pig tails at traif and i'll try them. the meathook rapture dog at smorgasburg? that fell under the category of research. also, schnitzel always will be the exception. k, maybe i'm like 8% carnivore. anyways, when the f did this blog take on this tone? let's learn to make
whole wheat barbecue carrot buns! 
for the buns, use this recipe, the one that has been in my fammy forever, but replace two of the cups of flour with whole wheat flour.
heyyyy hot buns!
while the buns are doing their first rising, make the filling using this recipe from dirty candy. i substituted hoisin for the vegetarian oyster sauce and when the only carrot juice at the trader joe's had mangoes in it, i decided to use water. topped em some with cilantro, served em with sriracha {click on the sriracha link it is hilarious}. and they came out amazingly!!!! they are more kosher than their pig equivalent and you can eat seven billion of them without feeling pooey!! they are really ridiculously delicious. in fact, it's lunch time, ima go eat leftovers.

-yeh!!