Food

For this week’s post, we’re going to do something a little bit different. If you follow me on Twitter, you might have answered me when I asked everyone where their favorite Montreal bagel comes from. As far as I can remember my family has been team Fairmount – my grand parents lived right around the corner – and a visit to “ah poa’s” (my grandmother) would never be complete without a dozen black and white to take home. It’s always nice to get your hands on fresh baked goods n’est-ce pas? But what if the bakery is opened 24 hours… When is it “fresh” o’clock? This is what I set out to find. Not only pitting these two renown bagels head to head, but to up the ante, the stakes were raised as to who has the better bagel under a veil of night… Who’s bagel is better at MIDNIGHT… dun dun DUNNN…

Since the days of riding dirty in the car seat in the back of my dad’s Buick, I’ve now found that my bagel preference has blurred, not that I’ve become indifferent, just that I’ve considered a Montreal bagel, a Montreal bagel (don’t judge me!). Maybe it’s a question of having been stuffed with them when I was younger or I’ve become jaded, but this should be a perfect premise to base a bagel showdown… a Bageloff, if you will.