…I can never go back to NYC now.

It has become an unholy place, given over to abominations.

Tucker Christon fondly remembers the bags of steaming-hot bagels his family shared growing up in Fresh Meadows, Queens. But when he moved back to the city 10 years ago, a nefarious trend had overtaken bagel eaters in New York: People were scooping out their bagels, as a way to cut down on carbs.

…You finally, really did it! You maniacs! You blew it up! Oh, damn you, God damn you all to Hell!

Via @BrianFaughnan.

11 thoughts on “…I can never go back to NYC now.”

  1. It’s the bagels now? Not just the suspenders of shame?
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    Because I think you ought to be clear about your motivations for avoiding New York City.

  2. I had a cat who used to love the insides of bagels and donuts, she wasn’t big on the outsides so we used to split them. She lived to be 19 so she was doing something right.

  3. I was in college when I first encountered a bagel.
    It was the most disappointing doughnut EVER.
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    I’ve since learned to appreciate them for what they are, but have no idea why people get excited about them.

    1. In college we had bagels every Sunday morning. I got used to eating them with cream cheese and peanut butter, mostly because it annoyed the bagel purists.

      1. I routinely put cream cheese and butter on mine, so I couldn’t really judge that even if I wanted to. Although I don’t really get why people eat ’em untoasted if they have the option to toast ’em. Their lives, their taste buds, of course – but if I have the time, that sucker’s getting toasted.

  4. Wish I could get fresh bagels around here… Guess I’ll just have to settle for having the best fried chicken ;D

  5. So by me a good bagel is a salt bagel with a big shmeer and lox : what level of hell does that put me in ??

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