Prior to leaving for NYC I know already that my maintaining under ketosis and keeping a keto diet is doomed. That is why I gave my delicious in-ketosis body a break. I ate what is supposed to be eaten in NYC!
Since being given by fate the opportunity to revisit NYC which for me is such a stupendous blessing, not eating the classic NYC staple could therefore be deemed like a mortal sin.
Because of this, I obliged and dragged myself on eating the classic New York bagel. They say that NYC bagel is strangely incomparable because of the water chemistry of this urban zone. And what seem to be remarkable with my bagel-eating exploit is that I did not go to the usual, popular, well-published, most-recommended and tourist-infested café or store that offers the best bagel in NYC. Besides, every New Yorker seem to have their respective strong opinion on who serves the best NYC bagel.
I then instead chose a guileless, un-fussy and archetypal type of a deli and mini-grocery store. At one quiet neighborhood in Brooklyn, there sits and operates Longevity Natural Gourmet Market. And to complete the complex puzzle of my NYC adventure, I decided to be a traditionalist on this exploit. This prompted me to order for a no-frills kind of a bagel. I simply ordered a classic variety with cream cheese on it.
Longevity’s bagel has no food coloring, not fancy and thankfully was the traditional kind of a bagel. It nevertheless was impressively squishy inside and remarkably crisp crust on the outside, which clearly defines the classic kind of an NYC bagel. It is soft-on-the-inside and lacquered-on-the-outside!
This is to confirm then that bagels in this part of the globe are indeed unmatched and should really be something to be gratified with. Now I can really say that I am and was indeed in New York City. And a piece of bagel made it further complete.
Yami! kakaiba pramis!