My Mom and I Used to Make Bagels Like This Dude RockinJellyfish

When I was really little, I moved with my parents from Hewlett on Long Island to Woodstock. Yep, THE Woodstock.

I went to some hippie school called The School of the New Moon and was forced to wear overalls and beads and braid my hair. But one of my bestest memories I have from this time is making bagels with my mom.

I guess back then, there weren't any actual bagel shops in Woodstock and so me-n-mom would just make em every week. I don't remember much about the process, except that it was long, took two days, and made the house smell un-fucking-believable.

Of course, afterward all of my parent's hippie friends would come over with the munchies and eat them all.

Whenever I smell bagels baking, I always think of my mom.