Bagel sandwiches always sound so good – warm crusty bagel, egg, sausage or bacon, and gooey cheese. I even like sausage McMuffins (mmm… and McGriddles, even though I haven’t had either in years). But whenever I get one, I’m disappointed. It’s not tasty enough, it’s way too high, and after a few bites, I start wondering if the egg is real or if it came from a pre-packaged source. Then the sausage starts tasting funny and I eng up just picking off the bagel top and eating that and wishing I had just gotten a toasted bagel with cream cheese.
When will I learn?
A good bagel sandwich, though, involves no egg. The perfect bagel sandwich is just warm from toasting, has a smear (not schmear) of cream cheese and slices of ripe tomato and then a sprinkling of that lemon pepper full of that citric acid tartness. Yum. That would make me happy on even the worst of days. Did you know that I had never known such a thing existed until T bought me one? Just one more reason he makes life better.