Julia’s Ukranian Kitchen
Polish women are amazing people and cooks. I know this because I am the proud Granddaughter of a little Polish lady who lived until she was 94. I hope that I follow in her footsteps because she was so robust that she actually picked peas from her garden just days before she passed away. I am quite sure that my haphazard style in the kitchen has been passed down from her, with “a handful of this” and “a pinch of that”.
Even though one might expect that a restaurant named Julia’s Ukrainian Kitchen would be owned and operated by a Ukrainian woman named Julia, such is not the case. The proprietor is a personable Pole by the name of Joanna and she has owned this location at 768 Nairn Ave in Elmwood for over 22 years.
The familiarity with the neighbourhood was apparent with the arrival of three well-bundled girlfriends who came in with embraces and kisses for the only server. In addition to friends meeting for coffee, the place is frequented by many laborers and this makes perfect sense because the fare of Eastern Europe is carbohydrate based and these guys need their calories for energy and warmth during a Winnipeg winter.
My lunch date (my big brother) started with a delicious chicken noodle soup which was included with his lunch.
He then sampled a combination platter which held cole slaw, sweet and sour meatballs, two cabbage rolls, five potato and cheese perogies AND garlic toast (just for good measure).
The perogies were particularly delightful with great taste and texture. The dough casing was soft and tender and I could have eaten a dozen of them. A sign in the window declares “Winnipeg’s Best Perogies”-they were very good but you’ll have to decide for yourself.
I do know that the just cut French fries were perfect
and the kubasa sandwich on rye bread as good as you would find at any Winnipeg social. I actually prefer the coarse grind of kubasa but this comes from the “small points department”.
Next time I go, I intend to sample the Polish meat perogies which are called “pyzy”. My Grandma never made theses. D has dubbed me his “Polish Princess” and the”Carb Queen” with good reason, all inherent from Grandma “Saskatchewan” (as Daughter #1 would call her). Her specialties were potato soup, prune dumplings with melted butter and cinnamon sugar, thimble cookies filled with a dollop of raspberry jam and poppy seed roll. And I can taste her fried chicken right now even though she has tended the geraniums in heaven for 25 years now.
Kath’s quote: “Throughout history, the Poles have defended Europe. They would fight, and – between battles – they would eat and drink.”-E. de Pomiand
Love-that is all.