
A roll with a hole and a whole lotta heart: A California bagel story — The bagel that won the West
If you look up “Best bagels in Los Angeles,” outlets such as Eater and Infatuation L.A. as well as every food influencer from @ricklox to @how.kev.eats will slingshot you around to the farthest reaches of the city on a carbohydrate crawl from Silver Lake to Santa Monica, where you’ll spend no more than five minutes interpreting if “permit exempt” means you will receive a parking ticket or not, and no fewer than $20 on a bagel and a black coffee. Not to say these places are not worth your time, they absolutely are! However, I bring this up because when I asked my Jewish friends Joey and Emily, two born and raised SoCal kids, where they get their bagels, they didn’t send me to these everything-seasoned chart toppers, but to none other than Western Bagel: The bagel that won the West.











































