I grew up eating verenikas, a crescent moon shaped pocket of boiled dough, stuffed with creamy potatoes, and topped with sweet caramelized onions and sour cream. Since I left Montreal, I don’t really see them around anywhere. You don’t realize what is special to the place that you live until you leave, and verenikas is definitely one of those things. Also, once I left I became a lot more nostalgic about the food. I don’t imagine regularly buying verenikas if I lived in Montreal, but it’s something I think about now that I don’t. Anyway, now when I come back to Calgary, my suitcase is filled with bagels, cheese bagels (these are next on my list to tackle!) and verenikas. It is not a sustainable model for addressing my food cravings.
When I open the weather app on my phone, the description under the temperature reads “Frigid”. While I am grateful that the weather only turned cold mid-November this year, I find the word fairly depressing. It is such a harsh word, frigid, it makes me not want to leave the house just looking at it. So, when I got home from out of town and my boyfriend announced that we had three yellow onions that needed to be used up and suggested some onion soup, I was all over it.
One of the best veggie burgers I have ever had is hands down from the Veggie Table stand, which is omnipresent at various markets (including Borough and Broadway markets, two of my favourites!) around London. It is the only place that I had ever had a haloumi burger. After having gone back to London this past summer and experiencing the glory of this burger again, I knew I would have to try and re-create it at home. I also knew that I would have to re-create one of their toppings that you get to choose from at the stall: the sweet and sour red onion jam which in tangy and packed with flavour, not to mention, perfect on top of the burger.
I never have bread in the house (as I had mentioned previously), we don’t go through it quickly enough but when the craving for french toast or grilled cheese strikes I typically, deeply regret this reality. However, I do sometimes have tortillas on hand, which are kind of just as good. They definitely aren’t as satisfying to eat and are completely unsuitable for french toast, but they do serve as a decent carb vessel for some delicious fillings. Every single day last week I ate a toasted tortilla with some vegetables and cheese. I normally snack all day long and don’t really sit down to have a meal, so it was a nice change of pace. The best version by far that I had was a red apple, onion and gouda combination.