A trip to Bagel Pub on a Saturday morning is a Crown Heights rite of passage, and the crowd, discussing their Friday nights at the tables outside, or waiting in a line just to get through the door, can be overwhelming. Inside, the folks behind the counter are simultaneously slicing bagels and taking names, patrons stand in two separate lines glued to their phones, and an Ariana Grande song from 2010 will probably be blasting from the sound system. But once you taste the thick bagels, you’ll thank yourself for pushing through. Exceptional spread options like za’atar cream cheese aside, the airy bagels from this Brooklyn mini-chain will bring you more joy than at least two or three of your current friendships. And even though it gets busy, the bagels typically come out nice and hot.