Friends, that glorious champion of a bagel you're looking at is none other than a homemade San Diego. The San Diego, for those of you who (surely regrettably) don't know what a San Diego is, allow me to elaborate. Well, let's allow the photos to elaborate, shall we? Or maybe my original tribute to the San Diego in sandwich form? (BTW, I think I coerced my friend into letting me win that sandwich contest. Not that it wasn't deserved, of course.) Yes, the spread that needs no introduction has returned to my life -- and, more accurately, my kitchen.
Last month I took a field trip to Ithaca to help convince my little brother to go to Cornell. (It worked!) After about .3 secs of touting the school's academic prowess, I switched gears to a more important task: explaining why he would love every restaurant in the city. This, of course, revved up my appetite for Collegetown Bagels. Not for the bagels, (please, I'm a New Yorker), but for the
This was my first attempt to recreate the San Diego, and I would be foolish to pretend that I made it as well as the pros. But now every time I get that itch of nostalgia for my college days, I have a solution on hand. And better bagels, to boot. Love.
I just might have some seriously amazing news soon. Stay tuned.