Growing up in northern New Jersey, bagels were more than an easy to-go breakfast. They were part of our culinary landscape. My hometown of Bloomfield had three unbelievable spots in the space of five square miles. Hot beds of conversation, cream cheese, and spongy, chewy goodness, Jewish bagel joints defined my upbringing. Yes, I’m a bagel snob.
Since moving to Austin, I’ve bemoaned the lack of quality bagels in the capital city. But after discovering Biderman’s Deli on Far West, I’m done complaining. [Read more…]