A review–not mine…

There’s a mixed bag of reviews here so I thought I might chime in. I’ll start by saying that the bagels are decent. I think the key to tasty bagels is getting them in the morning while they’re still warm. I haven’t had the egg sandwich or anything else for that matter, but it’s a bagel place and they do what it says on the sign. They make bagels. Some reviews are stating that the service is poor. I didn’t get that impression. I ordered the bagels and a coffee. They put the food in a bag, charged me the right price and I made my own coffee at the self-serve station. Would I come in for a full meal and sit down service here? Probably not. But I hardly ever sit down for a meal at a bagel place. I’m there for a bag of bagels and some coffee. Speaking of which, the coffee was good. My only complaint is the lids are flimsy. If you do stop bye, keep that in mind. As for the bagels, like I said, they were warm, soft and fairly tasty. It’s not Murray’s Bagels in Manhattan or “insert your favorite Brooklyn bagel deli here.” I lived in NY for 12 years (Brooklyn what!!) and I was spoiled by delicious bagels and pizza on a regular basis. But I’ve had my share of crappy bagels in NY as well. My take is that if you live in the area and you’re up early and need to make a bagel run for yourself or the fam, this is probably your best option around here. That’s my 2 cents.

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