One thing about 14 (soon to be 15) year old Charlotte – she is not a morning girl.  This school year, she seems to have turned the page a little.  She’s a bit more conversational as we ride to school in the morning, but mostly she enjoys the quiet time before heading into school.

One of her favorite morning routines is to stop at a local bagel shop, Surf Bagel, for a bagel.

It was while waiting for our bagels this morning that I had a few thoughts.

However, when we got back in the car, well, she wasn’t in the mood for my thoughts. 

That means I get to bring them to you, in my blog.

You’re welcome.

As I was waiting for my bagel, I began thinking about the little guy and how life seems so unfair to “the little guy”

But that is changing.

It’s time for those that have been forgotten to rise up.

The power is in their numbers.  

Sure, the other side might be stronger.  

The other side might be more popular and be more in demand.

The other side might be the only thing the world knows, the only thing the world recognizes 

But that time is over.  

That time ends today.

Think of the Donut Donut Munchkin 

See, they started off as a doughnut hole.  A “hole”.

By called them that, they were belittled. 

They were left to feel inferior.

They were not “holes”.

See, a hole is what is left after they were removed.

Were they not part of the doughnut?  

By removing the center of the doughnut, you have lessened the doughnut – you’ve made it weaker.

So these “holes” needed to be rebranded.

They needed a new identity.

Sure, smaller.

But does that make them any less significant?

I think not.

They rebranded themselves the “munchkin”.

And they thrived.

And as they thrived, they increased in number.

But in a cruel irony, as they increased in popularity, they actually decreased in number.

Go figure.

But that’s reality slapping them in the face.

But this post isn’t about the doughnut hole, or “munchkin”

This post is about the bagel hole.

WHAT HAPPENS TO THEM?

Yes, I want to know.

As they discarded, or, are the gathered up and regrouped into a larger pile to get rolled out to make more bagels.

But, as those bagels get made, what happens to those holes?

Why don’t the munchkins stand up for their brothers?

Are they outcasts in the “hole” world?

If so – why?

What did they do?

Why did they get forgotten?

Were they not cool enough?

Come on man.  We’ve seen bagel chips, why not bagel holes.

A bagel hole, I would assume, would be bigger than a doughnut hole, so the name “munchkin” might not apply.

Then, what would we call them? 

What would you call a slightly bigger munchkin?

A “Biggerkin”?

Given the appropriate name, I’d eat them.

But, like me, have you never thought of them?

I never did.

I never considered them.

Is there a secret society of holes out there?

The bundt cake.  Where are their holes?

Onion Rings.

Funyons.

Cheerios.

Swiss Cheese?

Lifesavers?

               *Side Note 1 – I have the answer for this one – Tic-Tacs.  That’s where the Tic-Tac comes from.

All these food have holes.

WHERE ARE THEY ???

What has happened to them?

Are you as up in arms as I?

It’s time we get the answers.

So many questions, so few answers.

If you read this and are left shaking your head about the 5 or 6 minutes of your life you can never get back.

Don’t blame me – blame Charlotte.

See, if she had listened to my thoughts, then I would have gotten them out of my system.

So yes, I too blame Charlotte.

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