@Ragman,
I hear ya, Ragman. Good thing I've got a dining history behind me to sustain me w/mems and enjoyment of what I read.
But stuff can still be good. Roger and I went this afternoon (after taking Katy for a nail clip and before his near four hour drive home with rain projected) to the Donut Mart. I don't know if that's local or national. I like the place, in particular the owner of this particular space, and the odd fact that the clientele is mixed, maybe from the neighborhood and those who drive down Coors on a given day. The donuts are, eh. The coffee is not bad (says ms. cranky). I ordered an everything bagel, toasted with cream cheese on the side.
Now I'm well aware of what a real bagel tastes like, having haunted a place on Temple in LA at 1 a.m. (I M Joy) after concerts and so on. This thing from the donut mart is not actually a bagel... but it's something else, a tasty faux bagel. Whole wheat (which I sometimes don't like as it is as blando as white Weber's air bread but tastes worse), this time really tasty whole wheat, and the bagel was, gasp, chewy.
Dammit, now I'm going to have to play with making my own bagels.
Do you know about La Brea Bakery bread? I'm a fan of Nancy Silverton, who began all that. She said at some point that she got the idea for the 'starter' from a local bagel maker, using grapes to ferment.
So,
dinner - it'll be turmeric garlic scrambled eggs and a half of a previously cooked red potato smothered in butter and black pepper, with a side of spicy prev sauteed broccoli.