Sandy that's the place. I would go in there on my way home from school. We really did not eat many bagels at home. On Suday morning I would go to the bakery on Boscobel and buy those fancy rolls and some raisin buns and danish. On Saturday night I would buy the News and Mirror at the local candy store.

I remember going to the Nelson Ave. bagel factory during the winter. They were working all week long and supplied most of the bagels sold in the bakeries and grocery stores in the neighborhood. No machines in those days. There was a large block of dough and one of the men would cut a strip off of it and then roll the bagels by hand. After they were boiled they would be put on a long plank of wood and plank would be slid into the oven. They would be turned over about halfway through. No two were alike and contrary to common belief, the bagels were much smaller and denser than what we have today. They only seemed bigger because we were much smaller. I used to buy a bag and put it underneath my coat to keep me warm until I got home.

What memories!!

We had a bagel factory near where I lived. You know what I mean when I say, the smell in the air was beyond belief when they were baking.

And what was as fresh as a WARM bagel. I couldn't make it home without eating one or two.

While I generally ate them with a shmear, or a shmear and Nova, when I visited my grandmother, she had my favorite waiting: Bagel and baked salmon. And for the drink, a home made eggcream or three, with, of course, Fox's U-Bet syrup.

And like you said, eaten with a Sunday News in my other hand!!

To kill for.