Beagle Bagel always hits the spot for me. Particularly their famous chicken salad! It was a weekday and it was starting to get a little bit late. My husband was out of town so I knew I was flying solo on supper. And I was HUNGRY.
I stopped into this fun little Highland Village eatery with chicken salad on the brain. But I didn’t want to get my regular chicken salad sandwich on a whole wheat bagel. I was in adventure mode. So I allowed my eye to wander over a little bit to a section of their menu I’ve never really paid attention to before: PANINIS.
Right there at the bottom was a Chicken Salad Panini. Hmmm… That could be delicious… It comes on that yummy panini bread with roma tomatoes, provolone cheese, and pesto mayo. SOLD to the woman whose stomach keeps audibly growling for everyone to hear!
The helpful girl behind the counter fixed me right up. “You can pick any Zapp’s chips you want to go with your panini. Anything else I can get you?”
That’s when I saw the sign… Cinnamon rolls are ONE DOLLAR after 3 p.m. Now who can resist a cinnamon roll? Not me! So I tacked one on to my order. What the hay.
When I sat down to dive into my chicken salad panini, I was greeted with a uniquely wonderful combination of flavors! The slightly-sweet-because-of-the-grapes chicken salad melded perfectly with the super savory provolone and pesto mayo. The tomatoes added a lovely freshness to the mix, and of course the bread was to die for. And it was all heated to just the perfect panini temperature! Those Zapp’s chips on the side weren’t too bad either!
After I downed my sammy, it was time to at least sample that one dollar cinnamon roll. Just a little bite. Ok just one more little bite. I’m going to save this for breakfast in the morning, I swear. Aaaaand one more bite… And before I knew it, I’d eaten half of the cinnamon roll. It was SO GOOD. It was definitely homemade. I didn’t even have to ask. And the sugar they used in it was the big, thick kind of sugar. There was nothing little about this cinnamon roll except for the little bit that I left myself for the next morning’s breakfast…. Oops!
After the take-down I single-handedly performed on all of that food, I knew Pure Barre just up the steps from Beagle Bagel would be calling my name bright and early that next morning… But boy was the splurge worth it! Thank you, Pure Barre instructor Dana Fisher for completely kicking my butt that next day!
If you’re a chicken salad fan looking to switch things up, or a cinnamon roll fan at all (or both!), then I certainly recommend a trip to Highland Village’s Beagle Bagel at the next possible opportunity! You won’t be sorry. But if you sort of are sorry, then there’s always Pure Barre nearby!