beigels

One of life's greatest little pleasures, and therefore potentially one of life's great disappointments, is the beigel.

I adore a perfect, chewy-fleshed beigel. A real pleasure. Therefore I cannot bloody stand it when you buy something that pretends to be a beigel and it isn't... its just a bread roll with a hole in! Completely different mouthfeel and taste.

My other half will tell you of many times I have sulked for a good half hour or so after being landed with such a pathetic lie of a foodstuff. A chief culprit is Bagel Factory, which has outlets in railway stations and stuff. AVOID LIKE THE PLAGUE. Their pathetic little offerings are not fit to lick the boots of proper beigels....the sort you might find at, say the Brick Lane beigel shop, or the Finsbury Park Beigelarium. These places serve the food of gods in comparison.