Pumpkin bagels

Pumpkin bagel

Pumpkin bagel

There comes a point in every chef’s life when he or she understands that it’s all about the journey, that the process is more important than the product. Yes, they’ve been telling us this for years, and now it suddenly all makes sense. Invariably, this moment occurs when the chef’s ten-year-old son says, with a beaming smile, “This is so much fun!” while they make pumpkin bagels together. That’s right! Malcolm and I made pumpkin bagels. I was somewhat anxious at first about the outcome, especially after tipping in the better part of a bag of flour. “What if these don’t turn out? What a lot of ingredients I’m wasting.” Then along came my sous chef, who cheerfully agreed to wash his hands twice in hot soapy water, and then helped me punch down the dough, and form it into balls, and poke holes in it, and shape it into bagels, and put them in a water bath, and time them in the water bath, and take them out of a water bath. Good times! Malcolm has been so sweet lately. I grumbled about my stomach-ache and he surprised me with a big hug. He shared his red licorice shoelaces with me, and I didn’t even have to ask. I get so distracted with chores and nonsense that I forget to spend a lot of time with the boys, and he hasn’t been letting me do that lately. He made me cuddle with everybody on the couch to watch a movie. And he made me play a video game with him. Listen to this – this is how well he knows me!! Each of us controlled an airplane floating over an island with castles and caves and such. We were supposed to be shooting each other, but he said, let’s just fly around. So we did! We just flew around, exploring the terrain, at a nice leisurely pace. We were in split screen, and sometimes we could see each other, and the computer would encourage us to fire on each other, but we’d just drift along, seeing the sights. I worry so much about Malcolm. He’s ten, but he acts like such a teenager sometimes. They all do! All the ten-year-olds. (It wasn’t like that when I was a lass.) I want him to stay sweet in a world that doesn’t always value sweetness, especially in boys. I want him to stay interested in interesting things, and not succumb to pretending to like what other people think is cool. I’ve seen him with older boys who thought it was funny to hurt birds or bugs or other animals, and I want him to be strong enough to know better. It’s a powerfully powerless feeling to lie awake in the middle of the night, thinking of all that my boys will have to go through in this world, all the ways they’ll have to prove themselves to themselves, all of the convictions they’ll have to form and keep. It would be easy to panic about it, because there is no instant solution. But it’s probably better to remember about the pumpkin bagels, about the journey – the process, not the product. You put every good thing you have into it, you have fun as you go, you remember the lessons you’ve learned, and you trust in the quality of the ingredients. Because, guess what? The bagels turned out absolutely delicious! David declared that they were the best he’d ever eaten. And when we ate them with curried chickpea and cauliflower, nobody said, “what a weird meal.” They said, what an American melting-pot of a meal, and said they went well together! And the boys have taken bagels and hot chocolate for lunch all week, to warm them in this freezing weather.

pumpkin bagels

pumpkin bagels

I’ve always wanted to make bagels, but assumed they’d turn out stodgy little rock-hard lumps. I’m glad I tried, because it was so easy and worked so well that I think I’ll make them myself from now on. I’ll whip up a batch at the beginning of each week. I decided to make pumpkin bagels because, obviously, everything is better with pumpkin. You could spice them any way you like. I wanted them to be versatile, not definitively sweet or savory, and so I chose to season them with a pinch of nutmeg and a pinch of allspice. Cinnamon seemed like too obvious a choice, so I left it out, but I know they’d be good with cinnamon, too. I like them precisely as they are, though! Toasted with a generous layer of melty butter. Take that, 11 degree weather!!

Here’s the Menahan Street Band with Make the Road by Walking

2 cups warm water
1/4 cup malted milk powder
2 T sugar
1 t yeast
6 cups flour
1/3 cup pumpkin
1 T salt
generous pinch each allspice and nutmeg

Combine the 2 cups warm water, the malt powder, sugar and yeast in a large bowl, and leave to get foamy – ten or fifteen minutes. Add the flour, salt, spices and pumpkin, and stir or mix with your hands until well-combined. Knead for about five minutes till it’s soft and pliant, and all of the pumpkin has been mixed in so it’s a uniform color. Leave to double in bulk 2-5 hours. Punch down. Break into 16 pieces. Roll each into a ball. Poke a hole in the center, and shape like a bagel! Set on a cookie sheet to proof while you…Preheat the oven to 450 and prepare the…


3 quarts water
1 T sugar
2 T malted milk powder

Bring the water to a boil. As soon as it starts to boil turn the heat off, you want the temperature to be just below boiling.

Drop as many bagels as will comfortably fit into the water bath. (I could fit four) They should rise right to the top. Cook twenty seconds, and gently turn over to cook for another twenty seconds. Remove with a slotted spoon, drain in a colander and then set on the ungreased baking sheet, leaving a bit of space because they’ll puff up slightly.

Bake 20 – 25 minutes till they’re golden brown. LOvely toasted with butter!!


3 thoughts on “Pumpkin bagels

  1. Ivan came round after school today, and he always wants to play computer games – I sit and watch and admire his prowess. He said “I’m going to play one of my favourite ones today but don’t worry, I won’t go up to the levels where you have to kill people.”

    • That’s the thing! They know what you like and don’t like! I’ve never said my boys couldn’t play with toy guns, but they know how I feel about real ones. I think it is easy to underestimate how much our opinions influence them (Parents and grandparents, etc.) But we have so much time with them to shape their little minds! Mwah ha ha ha!

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