I am craving this.
But this past weekend I was able to satisfy one intense craving, thanks to the dutiful courier efforts of a good friend, Kate, who recently travelled to NY from Dar es Salaam. After spending 8 years in NYC, and practicing the sacred Sunday brunch ritual, Kate was determined to make this tradition a reality here. So among the many other goodies she carried back to Dar es Salaam, she tucked a dozen frozen NY bagels into her luggage and lugged them back here from the U.S. Complete with smoked fish, mimosas, and bloody marys, we were delighted to introduce this tradition to several unsuspecting Tanzanian friends. Seriously, what more can you ask for?!