A couple years ago, Mike and I were at a pretty spiffy hotel in New York City; one morning Mike had to leave early for a meeting.
I was debating between a workout, bubble bath, and breakfast. Being in New York and being the bagel-lover that I am, breakfast won out. There were a couple of delis not even a block away, but left to my own devices, I ordered room service: an espresso and a lox bagel. (Since then I’ve smartened up and generally choose the deli to satiate my cravings.) [Read more…]