One of the many things I love about New York are the bagels. They are incredible! Most bagel shops have hand-rolled bagels and homemade cream cheese of many flavors(or tofu spread for those of you that are not so keen on the cream). You can also order them as a sandwich or just add butter (or "butta"). Anyway, as I was getting a bagel this morning on my way into the office (as I often do), I was reminded of a conversation I had with a Brooklyn cop last month. He told me and a couple group members from Michigan a great story.
He was in a southern state many years ago and tried to order a bagel. The server at this venue said, "What?" Officer said, "A bagel." She said, "What?" And on they went. He then tried to describe it to her and she said, "We have a biscuit." Officer said, "What?"
Now don't get me wrong, I love a southern style biscuit, especially from Chick-fil-A with chicken on it. However, the bagels here are wonderful! Next time you come, you should definitely try one...it will change your life. Okay maybe not, but it is sure to be one of the best bagels you have ever had.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
mmm...bagels
Posted by tracee at 2:40 PM 1 comments
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