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The toasted onion bagel and the blood red jam 
By Jeff Jordan 

 I began thinking about Andy Rooney this morning as I looked at the toasted Onion bagel on my plate and saw the jam that had bleed down through the hole in the middle. In my head I hear Andy’s aging and whining voice asking, “Why do bagel's have holes in them?”

My objection is the hole makes it difficult to spread anything on the bagel that doesn't end up falling through the hole in the middle and making a puddle on your plate, or worse a stain on the front of your shirt. than there is the whole "Eating Experience" thing.

Anything out of the freezer case that claims to be bread is not up to standard in any case. And I know you can get in to fist fights over “real” New York bagels, but frankly if it’s good it doesn't have to be Official. Are freezer bagels any good?

Freezer bagels are ...they....well... Maybe the best way to explain them is, if they are too big to finish, the dog will eat them. That is, if I put peanut butter on them. Than again, I guess she just licks the peanut butter off of them and I throw away the bagel.

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