Ode To Bagel

A celebration of eggs, bagels, and the magic that brings them together.

Last semester, I started running Cross Country with CB. I’ve never been a very athletic person, so running more than 20 feet for the first time since middle school killed me. I really enjoyed the exercise, but more importantly, I started eating whatever the heck I wanted.

I started eating breakfast every day which, again, was a totally new world to me. Breakfast food has always been my favorite, but holy huevos, there’s nothing better than a good meal early in the morning.

I’m all over the breakfast map; I enjoy a hefty stack of pancakes, eggs, and hash browns, or maybe a good French breakfast. But I’ve also been known to relax with just two eggs and a glass of OJ.

But at CB, there’s only one meal for me: the egg bagel.

Second to none, this ring of sunshine brings a smile to the face of every fool dangerous enough to try it.

Go ahead. Try one. I dare you. But act quickly, this modest bread breakfast sells fast. Don’t expect to find one still for sale at the end of break.

“Oh, those are good” says John “Jack” Barnes (’15), a devout egg bageler.

You can catch me feasting on an egg bagel every morning. As the morning dew sits upon the grass, my lucky gullet gets a taste of the holy grail of Jewish foods.

Within each bagel, two perfectly toasted bagel slices shelter a generous serving of eggs. But surprise! A stealthy layer of cheese slides between each egg and bagel, forever stupefying the fool who thinks he knows what the egg bagel is all about. You know nothing about the egg bagel.

A banquet in the mouth for every patron, this morning delight knows that it’s the king of the breakfast commonwealth. When you try one, don’t be surprised if you question why you haven’t been eating egg bagels since Sodexo knocked on our door.  But it’s okay. The egg bagel will always be right here at Christian Brothers High School, waiting, preying on the CB community for just one more bite.