Yesterday, one of the guys at La Bagel Delight learned that the store figures prominently in a scene in Paul Auster’s new novel, THE BROOKLYN FOLLIES.
"I just found out about in The Park Slope Paper," he said. "We really oughta get a copy of that book in here."
I asked him if it was true that a customer had once ordered a cinnamon Reagan bagel to which one of the guys responded: "I don’t have any cinnamon Reagans but I can give you a pumpernixon."
He said it happens all the time. "People ask for Pumpernixons and Sesame Street bagels. It happens all the time."
Life imitates, um, something or other.
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