for my final breakfast of my holiday vacation, i made sure to order from the best bagel place in the world. it’s so good i rarely eat bagels anymore because this place (in the town where i went to high school) has spoiled me. i always make sure to get my fill of bagels when i’m at my folks’ house.
guy: is that your sister?
he pointed at baby mac.
me: no, that’s my niece. *points at sister J* that’s my sister.
guy: i’ve seen you both in here from time to time.
me: oh, yes, i’m here visiting for the holidays.
guy: yeah, you were here earlier this week.
me: i was. the bagels are so good here. i can’t resist them.
after just two visits in a week, i’m practically a regular. is it any wonder why i love this place? this never happens to me in boston.
Abigail Mumford 
Aw. That’s nice. What kind of bagels did you get?
egg and cheese on an everything bagel. my fav.
Mmmm. Now I want a bagel. A good one. Alas… *sobs*
i know! me too! *sigh*