No, not $1.85 cents, as in a “tall” Starbucks. Or even the $1.25 that the corner mini-deli sold on Tenth Avenue, which tasted awful but it was 20 feet from my door and I liked the Guatemalan woman behind the counter. She always noticed when I got a haircut. She always said my kids were cute.
I will miss her.
But now I get strong, hot coffee, served at a deli near the subway. For a grand total of $1. At a place that also sells fresh bagels with cream cheese, tomato and lox. That is one hell of a breakfast, except it adds up to 10 points on Weight Watchers and I’m allowed 20. It’s not great to blow half your points before 9 a.m. But just seeing the pinkish-orange lox glisten under the glass counter, and inhaling the racks of steaming-fresh bagels, makes me feel good about Forest Hills. About life.
FH sounds like a cool place. Glad you’re liking it.
I think callories should be added up according to what food costs versus its pink loxey goodness.
Hey when do we make fun of the FH blog bullies?
A NY bagel is worth more than 10 weight watchers points.