Freshly made

Sometimes Im amazed where I end up seeing things or living experiences. I first remember having bagels in Seattle with my family. And ever since I have been a fan. I had no idea, however, how they were made. Fried for a bit, then dipped into water, then baked. Seeing the whole process for the first time was so interesting and soothing. The soothing feeling similar to that which you get watching pizza dough being flung into the air.  

Then of course, the whole thing of sharing moments with those who you love…