Whenever I visit the bagel factory near Notting Hill Gate station on my lunch break, I leave smirking quietly to myself at a parting joke. There’s one man who runs the show, doesn’t get lunch breaks and works long shifts six days a week. And he is always joking, always laughing, always happy. I’d even venture to say he loves his job, though he will certainly deny it.
Today, he made me a smiley face, spiky hair included, with BBQ sauce on my chicken melt cheese bagel. He told me if I’m ever having a bad day, just think of my BBQ smiley face. He’s a lovely, warm-hearted, genuine human being. And he makes me want to eat more bagels.
If you’re ever in the area and are having a bad day, give it a whirl…
61 Notting Hill Gate
London W11 3JS