Ode To The Fresh Squeezed OJ At La Bagel Delight

I drank it too quickly to take a real pic...oopsOk, so yes there are spots in Park Slope that *might* have better bagels, and yes the store was clearly laid out by an evil, blind, anti feng shui advocate, but I will fight ANY motherfucker to the death over defending the honor of this fact: La Bagel Delight has the most amazing, other-worldly, resplendent fresh squeezed OJ that has e-v-e-r crossed my motherfuckin lips.

This stuff is like the blow-job of beverages. And this is coming from someone who used to reside in Florida...THE SUNSHINE STATE. The place where almost all oranges come from.

I'm not even really normally an OJ person at all. Like I'll never buy it at the supermarket, and I never order it at a restaurant, but I swear to gawd: I almost committed suicide last weekend when I hopped over to La Bagel on Sat morn and I ordered my juice and they were like "sorry, we don't have any today."

I may have actually started weeping at the counter.

And that's why yesterday, I was sooooo excited to, yet again, be reunited with my OJ and it feels so good, I forgot to take a pic before I drank it all.

Oopsie.

So have you tried this shit?? Can I get a holla??