bribery

I eat a fair number of bagels (as evidenced of course by my svelte and girlish figure), and miss them horribly when I am away from New York for any length of time.  Quite honestly, they are pretty much a mainstay of mine.

Which is why it strikes me as particularly symbolic that my boy is dedicating himself to mastering the art of this particular (and largely geographically specific) baked good.

You can take the girl out of the city, but only if you can buy her off with a decent bagel.