I come from a long line of people who deeply appreciate smoked fish. My mom's family tree is made up entirely of Eastern European Jews and while no one has ever been particularly religious, everyone embraces the culinary tradition that includes things like noodle kugel, gefilte fish and a perfectly toasted bagel topped with lox and cream cheese. There has never been a memorial luncheon in the history of my Philadelphia family that did not in some way feature lox or whitefish salad.
Russ and Daughters, the famous purveyor of smoked fish, cavier and other fine, fancy foods has launched a blog called Lox Populi and is looking for their readers to send in "bits of history, tastes of new treats, recipes, customer stories, traditions, anecdotes, kvetching, and kvelling." I'm planning on pulling together a few of my own stories to submit, head over to the blog an send in one of your own!
[via Eat Me Daily]
There is not a decent bagel to be had in all of
Portland, Ore. Yeah, that's right, I said it. I lived two blocks from a bagel shop and in the year and a half that I
lived there, I went there once, and once only. They were ter.ri.ble. If it's not boiled, it's not a bagel.
(Sorry Noah's.) I like dense, chewy bagels, not fluffy, cakey bagels. I know there are those that will say that there
are no decent bagels to be had outside of New York. If you live there, and eat bagels there, lucky you! (Try not
to rub it in too much.)
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