Hat tip to Lambowner for the recc.
14520 Memorial at Tully, just east of Dairy Ashford. Dropped by Good Friday morning with OtherBrotherDarrell. We were on a Easter dinner shopping trip and he wanted breakfast. I said, "I know a place".
We got there around 10 and found a contented looking Bob just waiting to fill our order. As Lambsy noted elsewhere, he's a very friendly, outgoing guy. He's also a huge fan of Houston and by all accounts is damned glad to be here. What I mean by "all accounts" are his numerous proclamations of same.
Coming from New York, he's been here for three months and his shop has been open for two. The dude is a bagel man. And he makes a terrific bagel.
Now truth to tell, I'm not a breakfast eater and never have been so my bagel experiences are few. However I've only ever had them when I was with someone who assured me that they were just too good to turn down, so while my references may be few, I'm confident that they represent a decent sampling of the best on offer. For instance, the last bagel I ate was at New York Bagels on Hillcroft but that was almost a year ago.
Anyway, on Friday morning I had a "toasted everything with loxspread". The bagel is perfect. Made daily of course, and just perfect. The lox spread is made to order. He thin slices and chops some smoked salmon and mixes it with cream cheese. Spread generously over the toasted bagel, it's poetry.
We got to quiz him a bit and he says he loves Houston because "They'll let me earn a living here". It's that simple. And you can tell that he means it. I didn't ask him to go into details, but you can imagine that the lesser tax burden and reduced nanny statism figure into it. He adds that the people are warm and welcoming, that the local social media has been wonderful and that "They're going to let me earn a living here."
A theme in his narrative.
As we were leaving Friday, I asked if he was ever closed and he noted that he's open 7am to 5pm Monday through Saturday. On Sunday he closes a couple of hours early. Dude's working 7 days a week. 'Cause he can.
But what about "Easter Sunday? Will you be open?"
"I'll be open at 7" he said.
I didn't get there until about 9:30.
And I had the same toasted everything bagel with loxspread.
As I was leaving I told him we were glad he came to town. He reminded me how much he loves Houston. I warned him he should reserve judgment until he'd spent a summer. I told him they are brutal.
He said he didn't care. He could "...earn a living here" so he was going to love it.
Welcome again, Mr. Orzo.
Hmm... Just look above at all those words about a bagel and a schmear.
It's that good. And I don't even eat breakfast.