It is a fantastic morning in Manhattan. This morning is as fresh and cool as the last days have been muggy and oppressive.
I have strolled to a nearby shop for something you just don’t seem to be able to get elsewhere in the USA.
A good bagel.
Bagels I have had elsewhere in the USA seem to have been made – perhaps by Michelin or Uniroyal – from some mixture involving, at one point or another, sawdust.
Behold the classic plain bagel with cream cheese.
I won’t need lunch after this.
I may not need supper or even breakfast tomorrow.
The bagel is made in the premises, of course, and is about the size of a softball.
It is a perfect 10 on the Chewy Scale. Chewiness is a necessary benchmark of the bagel.
The coffee is flesh removing hot and must cool to be enjoyable. I like a little darker roast, frankly, and a little stronger, but this isn’t bad coffee.
All in all a strong start to what I hope is a productive day!