Bagels for Good Friday

There are some religious, and more precisely Catholic, traditions which I love to follow in a twisted, Godless way. One is to eat fish on Good Friday, which I did yesterday... But what a meal it was: classic bagels with smoke salmon. And not just every bagels: the ones from St-Viateur. My way of fasting. I used to do this every year in Montreal, heck almost every Friday was an excuse for bagels, but here it is difficult because the bagels are disgusting. I solved the problem this year with the ones I had brought back from my last trip home. So with bagels from Montreal, a delicious, filling meal and overall following a personal traditional that has nothing of the austerity of Catholic devotion, I had indeed a very Good Friday. Sometimes I enjoy it more than Easter itself.