Sad Bagel is Sad

Yesterday morning, Lucy was helping me make my lunch.  CJ bought me some cinnamon raisin mini-bagels for my morning snacks (it really becomes a second breakfast for me, about 10am).  I bagged up two of them, and handed them to Lucy.

Lucy was about to put them in my lunch box when she asked, “Does this have eyes?”  I laughed, no, you’re just seeing the raisins.  I didn’t really look at the bagel until later this morning, when I was about to eat it.


Poor little guy.  He looks so sad after spending most of his life in a plastic bag of one sort of another, only to meet his fate – being eaten by a programmer.  Talk about adding insult to injury.

He was tasty, though.