So we had a break from our NYPD RNC briefing for about an hour before Jack Shafer of Slate fame (who interestingly seemed to dismiss the concept of j-school in this Slate article circa 2002) and I headed down Broadway to supplement my two-hour-old lunch of a single small apple.
I came upon Absolute Bagels today, the best bagels in the city (according to Pacific Time on KQED) and had a $0.95 cinnamon raisin bagel with butter. It was firm enough, but also chewy and full of bagel goodness. The butter was almost like cream cheese, white and somewhat thick, so I don’t know what kind of butter that was. Plus, they dug me because I was wearing a t-shirt of the Thai alphabet (it’s a Thai-owned place) that Martin gave me.
When I went up the street, still hungry, I popped into Koronet pizza at 108th and Broadway, just south of Columbia and about a block or so north of Absolute Bagels. Slice wrote about them, saying how huge their slices were (see the picture). I made the mistake of getting it to go and trying to eat and walk at the same time back to campus. I paid my $2.75 for a freshly-cut slice straight outta the oven and headed out.
Perhaps for weight distribution reasons, they put the crust in at the bottom of the bag, so that it can be carried relatively easily. However, given that I wanted to eat and walk, this posed a problem. Hot pizza is quite hot, and when the bag constrains you from reaching in and grabbing it by the crust, I was forced to tear off bits from the tip and stuff them scalding hot down my throat before I could create enough room in there to pull it out and eat it with my hands. Verdict?
Koronet is quite good, and for $2.75 is a feast. A bit dough-y compared to say, Sal & Carmine’s, but still a very solid slice. I’d like to try and get one sitting down so I can really savor it.
