This is what a real bagel looks like.
Take note, it does not fit in your standard size toaster. All of those bagels you've had before? Sorry, but they're not the real deal. You must've been gnoshing on what I like to call the "imitation bagel." Or the "wanna-be bagel."
I come from North Jersey where we take both our bagels and our pizza very seriously.
I'll admit it. I. am. a. bagel. snob.
Few bagels actually live up to my bagel standards. Bagel Factory? Nice try. Bagel Bin? Nope, not even close. Don't even get me started on chains such as Einstein's and Manhattan Bagels. It's a nice attempt, but doesn't come close to the bagels driven in daily, fresh from New York City at Sam's Bagels in Hometown, New Jersey.
How seriously do I take my love of bagels?
I take my love of bagels so seriously, I will often refuse to eat said bagel unless I am home in New Jersey. Those little hockey pucks that Pennsylvania likes to call bagels? Do nothing but tarnish my beloved bagel's name.
The next time you go to toast your bagel, notice how it falls limp into your toaster. Notice how it does not overflow that little toaster slot with doughy goodness. Notice how you do not need to cram your bagel slice into the toaster just to achieve the perfect "toast."
See what I'm talking about here?
Hubs and I came home with two dozen bagels this weekend.
And I couldn't be more excited.
Bagels for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Definitely.