I travel, on a fairly regular basis (perhaps one a week on average) between Leeds and London by train. On most occasions I wake up too late to have breakfast at home and end up grabbing a coffee and bite to eat at the station, generally a cheese and Marmite panini and Americano with an extra shot, from Starbucks. Now, I am no fan of Starbucks – their coffee is generally poor and their food is vastly over-priced – but, when I’m in the station and expenses are available, it seems like the best option. Well it’s that or McDonalds, so the choice seems clear.
This morning, however, I had a craving for serving a bit different and I remembered that there’s a Bagel Nash at the station – not near the entrance I use, but for once I had the time to make the detour.
As I walked through town I mentally assembled my dream breakfast bagel: savoury bagel, cream cheese, smoked salmon, black olives, avocado, rocket, dill, black pepper and a squeeze of lemon juice. Doesn’t that sound good? I certainly thought so. I didn’t expect to find it, but I knew smoked salmon and cream cheese would be a safe bet, bound to be accompanied by one or more of my ingredients list.
I rocked up with time to spare, found a salmon and cream cheese option on the menu, neglected to read the other ingredients, and ordered, including a coffee.
I’ll start with the coffee. Crap. Weak, tasteless crap. Worse than Starbucks. Enough said.
The bagel turned out to be a combo of smoked salmon, cream cheese, black olives, raw red onion and black pepper. Now, that ticked most of my ingredient boxes, but one thing stuck out – raw onion. What on earth was that doing in there? Who is writing these combos? A perfectly reasonable, mellow bagel, overpowered by harsh, raw onion. I’m not against raw onion, with roast beef it’s a delight. It works well with other salad ingredients. It’s a good partner for cheese. But not for smoked salmon. Not when that smoked salmon is paired with other, delicate flavours (even the black olives were the mild kind).
All in all a very disappointing breakfast. It just didn’t work. Now where shall I go for lunch?
UPDATE: I believe what I had was a New Yorker. Looks like I wanted a Smoked Salmon Deluxe. My advice, steer clear of the American.