Cold Shoulder

The bar where I transfer buses has a few UFC posters up for particular fights, all of which seem to have particular titles along with the numbers.

I know they've had a lot of these, so I'm pretty forgiving with their naming, but I think they probably need to come up with a new system. After 87 versions they're clearly running out of hardcore, intimidating names.

The bagels went over really well, btw. The ex-NYers (and misc. east-coasters) and other such afficionados were appreciative (including a copywriting client, who offered to edit the recipe for fun when I finished writing it), while a local account director exclaimed "They look just like Noah's!".

She and I are not on speaking terms anymore.