
One of the great institutions of Montreal, and are even more proof that some things are better when nobody tries to modernize them. Open since 1957, they still hand-roll the bagels, boil them in honey water, and bake them in wood-fired ovens, which is why the entire block smells unfairly good at all hours. Smaller, sweeter, slightly charred, and best eaten still warm in a paper bag while standing on the street. One of those places that feels woven into the city itself.
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