Blasphemy! That should be the title of a NY Times article that waxes rhapsodic over the bagel scene in....(steady now) Los Angeles. New Yorkers concede nothing to their west coast cousins, even the existence of a rivalry. A Jet fan would rather buy Bill Belichick a cup of coffee than admit to anything in La La land being better than in Queens.
Ask Rumpole and we would tell you about a little hole-in-the-wall on Kings Highway that had a red neon sign that blinked "hot" when the bagels were just out of the oven, or a myriad of old-time delis and bagel joints on Second Avenue on the lower east side.
And yet the article raves about the circular treats from the ovens of Boichik bagels , Daily Diver , Yeastieboys , and good old Maury's.
We have nothing in Miami that compares, do we?
CARL HIAASEN'S LAST COLUMN
If you missed it, Carl Hiaasen wrote his last column for the Miami Herald this past week. Mr. Hiaasen started writing for the Herald when Miami was a sleepy southern town. Cocaine and cash had not yet hit Miami, and Mr. Hiassen was in the perfect position to report and opine on the amazing rollercoaster ride the Magic City was about to partake in. There would be corruption galore (which always seems to follow cash) and absurdity like only we can do here in Miami.
Opinion writing and columns mixing news reporting and opinion is a lost art. It is what we do here, which is why we are available if El Herald is looking for a replacement (hint hint). Surely we covered the Covid19-Miami Court crisis and response better than anyone else did; with panache', style, outrage, and damning faint praise. The Herald could do worse.
The loss of Mr. Hiaasen's work is another nail in the written media's coffin. If reporters aren't snooping around backwater city counsel meetings, then corruption flourishes like mushrooms in darkness. There is no one left to expose the corruption and incompetence. There is only so much time we can devote to the judges who take three martini lunches at Joes (with Key Lime Pie) and then pawn the bill off on some unsuspecting lunch companion. We are busy running a thriving law practice.
So send us Miami's Best Bagels and start emailing the Herald to look no further than this website for award winning legal blogging.
Happy Sunday.
UPDATE: Tomorrow we remember Marvelous Marvin Hagler, the great middleweight boxing champ who unexpectedly died this weekend, and the singular greatest round in boxing history: Hagler/Hearns round one, Las Vegas, 1985.
12 comments:
A lot of bad bagels in Miami but the best there is has to be Bagel Emporium and those are just pretty good. Bagel Bar in Aventura is better but too much of a drive for me.
Ditto for the Bagel Emporium near UM on South Dixie Highway. Excellent Bagels.
I agree, the bagel emporium is the best around. Although, I do miss Paul.
I am offended by the son and daughter of "tell Robert"( fentershieb) trying to take advantage of his advertising when neither has tried a single case to a jury. And their appearance, especially the son would not be jury friendly.
how appropriate to mention Hiaasen and good bagel joints in the same breath. They, like strip joints, used record stores, adult book stores, and bookmaking operations run by your local bartender, have all been victms of internet efficiency and blandness. I spend a good deal of my retirement time now reading old issues of Rolling Stone and Village Voice. I doubt either of them could survive the cancel culture of today. Good luck to Mr. HIassen.
Rump, fix the title (Best Bagles) ;)
"Tomorrow we remember Marvelous Marvin Hagler..."
Might be stepping into a hornet's nest there. There's a nasty Twitter debate about his cause of death.
Brooklyn Water Bagel Company
Bagel cove o. Aventura
House of Bagels and Bialys in Kings Bay. The real deal.
I meant Bagel Cove not bar.
Wonderful that you paid a warm tribute to Carl Hiaasen (whose father was a well-known attorney).
I am an avid reader, but I do not attend or enjoy the Miami Book Fair or any other forum for discussions by authors, because I don't care about an author's "processes." There is only one exception to that rule: when Carl Hiaasen and Dave Barry appear on a stage or screen together. What a pair!
Whenever Carl is interviewed on NPR, usually on the occasion of the publication of his book du jour (such as the latest, Squeeze Me, where a rich but tiny Mar a Lago member is inhaled by a Burmese python), the interviewer will typically wonder how he comes up with his plots. Carl always points out that he lives in --- not just Florida --- but SOUTH Florida, where reality often seems to compete with (and maybe lose to?) fiction.
And give your kids each of Carl's books for young people (but only after you have laughed at them yourself): G-rated and warmhearted, as well as funny as heck.
Having mentioned Dave Barry, do not miss his book, "Best. State. Ever."
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