I hope you're all sitting down, dear readers, as what I am about to say will shock you, without a doubt. One can only wonder why it took me so long to realize the truth. And now that I know, I have no choice but to move away, for good.
The catalyst for this was a small one: Thor and I went shopping, as we have done many times before. And, like many times before, Thor somehow started free associating dinner ideas, and soon had amassed a small basketful of items: eel, smoked salmon, fresh dill and spring onion, Philadelphia cream cheese. I was just staring at these items, and then, from nowhere, had a revelation. 'You know, there's just one thing missing,' I announced to Thor. 'Yes, of course you're right', he responded, and we then proceeded to have one of those conversations, where we both knew we were each talking about a totally different thing, but not wanting to admit what item that we were thinking of. He was thinking of snaps. I, as anyone else would do, was focusing on the smoked salmon and the cream cheese, and thinking, 'ummm...bagel....'
Only, there are no bagels in my town. It was like a lead weight dropped on my scalp. I have never seen bagels anywhere near where we live. We looked of course. At the supermarket. At the bakery. But we knew already that we wouldn't find any.
So, now, I'm obsessed, with moving house and with bagels. Though now that I think of it, towards the end of my bike ride into Copenhagen, I pass a not very hospitable hole-in-the-wall place, with barely a sign of life, called Bagel House. I've never before gone in there, but Bagel House, you had better be open tomorrow morning is all I have to say, because I'll be there.
* image credit: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Bagel.jpg Oh, if only I could have taken a picture of a real bagel, but then this wouldn't be much of a post, now would it?