A friend sent me this picture of his neighbor who managed to get his bagels at The Bagel Hole (that’s way up on 12th Street, isn’t it) in the middle of the Blizzard of 2006. He coulda gone to La Bagel Delight, which would have been much closer to his home. But noooooooooo, he had to go all the way to The Bagel Hole.
Go figure. Park Slopers are a hearty lot when it comes to their bagels.
My husband went out (via car, down an icey boulevard) for bagels too—before rushing to board NJ transit and thence up the Bronx. (After one bagel.)