BagelSeptember 24, 2011
It was a relief to ignore other breakfast options, to decide on a bagel with lox, tomato, capers, no onion.
What kind of bagel do you want? asked the clerk.
The question paralyzed her. Plain seemed too harmless, Everything too much. What kinds do you have?
Plain, Onion, Wheat, Cinnamon Raisin, Poppy Seed, Everything, said the clerk. Her hand hovered over the cash register keys. Customers shuffled back and forth in line.
Plain seemed too harmless, Everything too much. But Cinnamon Raisin was the only obvious discard.
Poppyseed, she said. It didn’t feel right, but neither did anything else.