Quality Or Personality?
I'm having some inner turmoil over two of my favorite things. Bagels. Pizza.
To a non-New Yorker those might not seem topics worth writing about, but those of us who live here care deeply about our native dishes.
Here's the problem: there are two bagel shops in my town on my way to work. Shop #1 has great bagels, but the service is bordering on rude. The guy that runs the place has the personality of a post; the entire staff makes you feel like they are doing you a freakin' favor waiting on you. I think I've been in there hundreds of times over the years, yet I've never received a good morning, let alone a recognition that I am a too-frequent customer.
But the bagels are great.
Shop #2 is staffed by smiling, personable people, who seem to go out of their way to make you feel at home during the minute or so it takes for them to wait on you. The shop owner knows my name, and uses it when I come in. It feels good walking in, it feels good walking out.
But the bagels are, at best, so-so.
Now, when I'm buying a bagel, I'm not looking for a friend--I'm looking for breakfast. So does it really matter how it gets tossed at me?
Pizza. This is almost heart-breaking. Let me start off by telling you that there are 4 pizza places within a 5 minute walk from my house. That's right--4! We usually frequent one in particular, though they all make good pies in general. Our regular guy knows us, we know him, he knows my kids by name, we know a ton of the same people. He's generous with the charities, PTA's, etc. in town. A good citizen, a good guy.
But lately his pizza has been wildly erratic. Sometimes great. Sometimes bordering on inedible. Sometimes right on; sometimes the sauce is sour, or the cheese barely there.
I have some ideas about what's causing it, but who knows?
Last week we had out-of-town relatives staying with us. We had to order pizza. I felt guilty, but I ordered from another place in town, one who consistently puts out great product, cause I couldn't take a chance on my regular place.
I felt guilt with each bite.
Bagels and pizza. Like water and air, two of life's necessities. What shall I do?


