Can woman live on bagels alone?

Let me set the scene here for you. It's a long, warm, June evening and you've spent perhaps the one day of glorious sunshine Britain is going to receive for the year, holed up in M&S fearlessly battling alongside your comrades with the penultimate assignment of your third year of degree study. You're tired. You're fed-up. Glancing at the clocked you realise it is past 1AM and you haven't moved for hours. The only conclusion you can possibly draw in order to have something decent to say in your work is to take another snack break.

Now naturally, because you reside in a perfectly normal student house, the kitchen light is out, so you have to chose between the mandatory ambience of fairy lights or the humble glow of the fridge light in order to access the snack of revival.

And there you see it.

The heavenly, seeded bun of sustenance crafted by the creator Himself, lovingly nurtured by the skilled hands of a bagel maker (roll with it). Anxiously, you wait for it to toast on the bagel setting (student house miracle; who knew toasters had more than one setting?) and at last the delicious, doughy treat is ready for consumption. Upon that first rewarding bite, silently you wonder in the mandatorily ambient kitchen:

Can woman survive on bagels alone??

I'm sure that factually you could, but you'd end up on an episode of Supersize VS Superskinny where Dr. Christian would kindly sit you down and tell you to take a lifelong break from the carb on carb heaven you have been receiving every day, to give some other food groups a chance.

My name is Chloe Louise, and I wish I could survive on bagels alone (while remaining a normal healthy human being). I am a third year teaching degree student, yearning for the freedom of summer and endless bagels. Welcome to project SassyPants.

xo