Wömbat Bagel

Two poodle-haired retro legends staring down from the menu board, criminally bad puns for the sandwich names: Baconski, Olaszi, Veganski, That’sNothing. And nothing is taken seriously here, except the bagels and the drinks. The guys behind the counter look like they’ve just stepped off the stage at a hardcore gig, but the gruff exterior hides a warm, welcoming core. If you are sick of dry, limp sandwiches, this cult haunt on Bartok Béla is the antidote. The bagels are pillowy and plump, the fillings generous to the point of excess. Coffee is sourced from a renowned microroastery, and when the amps fire up for evening gigs, you won’t need two guesses what the genre is. Craft beers and cocktails keep it all loud and lively.