
Everything
Sesame, poppy, garlic, onion, salt. The one that started the religion.
Hand-rolled, kettle-boiled, and baked on cedar boards in a tiny home kitchen in Evergreen. Crispy outside, chewy inside, never frozen, never extruded.

The thing most places call a bagel is a roll with a hole in it — soft all the way through, pillowy, vaguely round. A real bagel has a glossy lacquered crust, a chewy crumb that fights back a little, and the kind of malt-sweetness that comes from a kettle bath before it ever sees the oven.
Goyish Bagels are hand-rolled, cold-fermented overnight, boiled in malted water, then baked on wet cedar boards. The same way Polish Jewish bakers did it in New York a hundred years ago.
“We're not trying to be the most bagels. We're trying to be the right ones.”
Mix and match by the half-dozen. Pick your pack, pick your spots.

Sesame, poppy, garlic, onion, salt. The one that started the religion.

Crisp crust, chewy crumb, nothing in the way.

Toasty, nutty, lightly sweet.

Earthy crunch on a perfect chewy hand-rolled bagel.

Flaky kosher salt on a deeply lacquered crust.

Thyme, sesame, sumac, salt. Levantine cousin.

Cinnamon-sugar baked right in.
Shaped by hand. Imperfect on purpose.
Twenty hours in the fridge for that chew.
Malted-water bath before the oven.
On wet cedar boards — the faintest woody aroma.
Baked-that-morning. Walk in, grab a bag, go.
Reserve a pack here, pick up at the bar. Pair with a cold one.
Co-located with Snowpack Taproom & Pizzeria. A real brick-and-mortar — same hands, same method, same cedar boards, on a real schedule.
Weddings, bar/bat mitzvahs, corporate breakfasts. Tell us the date and headcount, we'll send back a quote.
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