I’ve kind of been picking on Mel today, and now I feel bad about it, so I am going to try to make up by sharing my bagel fail from a few weeks ago. The Facebookers already know about it, though I don’t think I went into great detail, not that I plan on it now either. LOL
So, I fixed a bagel for breakfast one morning. Someone had messed with the toaster, and the bagel didn’t get toasty like I wanted but I didn’t have time to wait on a second toasting. I got out the cream cheese, because I like cream cheese on, well, bunches of stuff, but particularly on bagels. I had no idea how long it had been in the fridge, so I checked the date, and it expired that day. I remember now it was Feb 28. HAHA. Anyway, as I knifed out the cream cheese, it seemed a bit thin. I made a mental note and pressed on with spreading it on my bagel slices.
I started eating it as I got about 2 houses down from my house on the way to work. That’s when I realized it didn’t taste right as if it had started to sour, and made a mental note to either get more or use butter next morning. But, soured or not, rotten or not, I was eating my bagel, and waited to see how long it would take to get sick.
Surprisingly (I thought at the time) I didn’t get the least bit sick, and proceeded to forget about the morning’s mental notes. After supper, I was having a craving for something sweet and went through the fridge trying to will some dessert to appear, when I noticed the box. The cream cheese box was the one I noticed first, and then it hit me. “Oh, I am stupid!” The cream cheese, which was Philadelphia Cream Cheese in the gray box, was sitting behind the white sour cream box.
In retrospect, knowing what I had really eaten, sour cream isn’t all that bad on a blueberry bagel.