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Plattsburgh New York- Gus's Red Hots If you’ve been reading my ISH for the last couple years, you’ve likely identified that I identify as a Jersey guy. As flawed as my state can be, it’s home—and I’m proud of it. I’ve slow danced to “I’ll Be There for You” at CYO dances. I gymed, tanned, and laundried a summer or two at the Shore. I probably still have a pair of high-waisted, pleated Z Cavariccis collecting dust somewhere in a box in my mom’s basement. So, the first time I he

It feels like NYC bagels are having a Jacob Elordi moment—suddenly everywhere, with that undeniable “it” factor. Last-second pop-ups, lines around the block, selling out their gourmet stash before breakfast is even over. I keep seeing food influencers and full-blown “dough queens” posting delicious videos of them biting into crispy-on-the-outside, chewy-on-the-inside everything bagels—wispy fronds of dill, mounds of house-made schmears, and food porn pin-up shots of stacked s