I’m sorry to all those I’m offending, but facts are facts.
Helloooo foodies!
They could be the greatest food of all time.

No, like, I don’t think you get it…
I was RAISED on bagels.
My parents framed a painting of a bagel in their house.

And I’m excited to announce that we have a winner.
But first, the breakdown.
In Montreal, I triedFairmount,St.

In New York, I hadBest Bagel & Coffee,Tompkins Square Bagels, andBrooklyn Bagel.
The style and taste of each city’s bagels is 1000% different.
Montreal bagels are a hint sweeter, and the hole in the middle is bigger.

They’re also smaller and crunchier.
Montreal is arguablymore famousfor their classic bagel and cream cheese along with smoked meat sandwiches, of course.
Meanwhile, New York bagels are bigger and doughier.

They’re more maximalist, crafting these huge sandwiches, and they have about a gajillion cream cheese flavours.
The first category: CINNAMON RAISIN BAGELS.
I judged these based on level of sweetness, raisin generosity, and overall cinnamon flavour.

Because there’s nothing worse than a cinnamon raisin bagel that doesn’t taste like cinnamon.
And the winner is…
…Montreal!
I had SO MANY of these bagels on their own as a snack throughout the day they were SO.

And now, for EVERYTHING BAGELS.
And, you know, how much do I want to keep eating it despite the garlic breath?
My pick is…
…New York!

Although both were pretty great, I’d definitely rather get an everything bagel in New York than Montreal.
Next: best bagel on its own!
Like, no butter, no cream cheese, NOTHING.

My winner is…
…Montreal has New York beat here!
The more dense texture and slightly sweeter flavour just works better when it’s plain.
I don’t know… authentic.

Like, you know whenHarry Stylessaid “this movie feels like amovie” aboutDon’t Worry Darling?
Well, Montreal bagels feel like abagel.
So there’s that.

AKA, which bagel goes best with something on it?
Because, TBH, that’s how I want to be eating my bagels most of the time.
Drumroll like…….
…New York bagels just appeal more to me.

DON’T HATE ME, CANADA!
LOOK AT HER AND TELL ME I’M WRONG.
She’s beauty and she’s grace.

Check out that soft-yet-a-bit-crunchy bread, and how it envelops the whole sandwich.
I’m in love.

