The Big Bagel is what the columnist Taki sometimes calls New York City. But the real big bagel, I've discovered, is at Fort Lauderdale's new Brooklyn Water Bagel Co. I stopped in the other day, thinking I might get a salted one for lunch, and walked out empty-handed. They are enormous, puffed-up, bloated tires. I asked the man behind the counter if he had any smaller sizes. He gave me a bemused look. Though I may buy one this weekend and use it as an inner tube on the New River.
