There are two beigel shops on the hipster end of Brick Lane, right next to each other. One is orange and the other is white. They both sell the famous salt beef beigel [with mustard and “gherkins” (aka pickles) – the only way to go]. Which one sells the best beigel? I’ve taken it upon myself to sort out this out once and for all.
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