Let’s play a game, shall we?

The Funky Kitchen has opened up a deli/sandwich shoppe. (Wouldn’t that be fun?) Say you were one of my regular customers, someone who could come in and say, “Hi Dana, I’ll have the regular please,” and I would be able to tell what it was.

What would your regular have on it? What would it be on? I ask because people’s answers vary so much, and due to the extremely adaptable nature of a sandwich, there are a lot of interesting ideas out there. If there was a signature sandwich with your name on it, a perfect sandwich for you, what would it be?

The Dana

(Sopressata sandwich on an English muffin, with all the right fixings)

Start with an English Muffin, vaguely toasted. I really like the size of English muffins for a sandwich, and also the spongy texture. I’m not known to be the greatest advocate of toasted bread, but a lightly toasted English muffin is perfect for the Dana sandwich. The little bit of crunch adds to the texture.

To the bottom side of the sandwich (depicted at the left) add a little bit of mustard, and to the top side (depicted at right) some mayonnaise.

To the bottom of the sandwich: a few slices of sopressata. Sopressata is my favorite deli meat by a fair measure. To the top of the sandwich: 2 or 3 layered pieces of romaine lettuce. I love the crunch of romaine, and the slight bitter flavor it has.

Atop the sopressata: a few shavings of old cheddar cheese. Atop the lettuce: A slice of tomato with black pepper cracked over top.

Stack the sandwich parts together, and voila! My most favorite sandwich. If you don’t have English muffins available, or are looking to have a larger sandwich, rye bread would be a close second choice for me.

Mr’s signature sandwich seems to be a riff on a club sandwich, and is much more gargantuan than mine. From the bottom, he has: toasted white bread, mayo, pepperjack cheese, bacon, chicken, toasted white bread, kolbassa (coarse garlic sausage), lettuce, tomato, cheddar cheese, more bacon and a third slice of toasted bread. Quite a sandwich! Maybe that’s what I should make next.

I’m looking for interesting ideas for what to put between slices of bread; what would your perfect sandwich be?

This time last year:  Spaghetti with Spicy Italian Sausage, Roasted Acorn Squash and Labneh

One day, not too long ago, I got to spend the morning and afternoon with my Baba, making pounchki. She hadn’t made them in a number of years, but when I asked if we could make some, she was only too happy to oblige.

Food can ingrain some very detailed memories, and pounchki do that for me. They are like little fried doughnut holes, filled with a poppy seed filling. Pounchki are also known as paczki or pampushky. They are so good, and even better if you dust them with a little bit of icing sugar.

My Baba didn’t have a written recipe and my mum knows how to make them, but not the proportions of what you make them with. Now, after paying some studious attention, weighing and measuring as we went, we have a recipe.  As we kneaded, rolled and pinched the morning away I got to hear about my Great Baba, her mother-in-law whom I never had the chance to meet. From what I’m told, she is the reason we only make pounchki in the winter.

I’m really happy with the way they turned out, and also that I’ve got a recipe so that we won’t be out of luck when my Baba decides she isn’t going to make them anymore. The following recipe is for a lot of pounchki, because my Baba does not make things in small batches. Feel free to halve or quarter the recipe.

Pounchki

For the dough:

5 Cup warm water

2 Tbsp yeast

8 eggs

1 Cup vegetable oil

1 Cup + 1 Tbsp sugar

2 Tbsp vanilla

1 Tbsp salt

13 Cups of flour

  • In a bowl, bloom the yeast with 1 Cup of the water and 1 Tbsp of the sugar. Allow to sit while you assemble the other ingredients.
  • Beat 8 eggs together in a big bowl.
  • Stir in the oil, remaining sugar, vanilla, salt and bloomed yeast.
  • Mix in the flour until the dough will not take it in anymore, and then tip out of the bowl and knead, knead, knead until the dough is smooth and elastic. Baba says: “You want a nice, soft dough.”
  • Cover the dough with a damp tea towel and let it rise twice, punching down between rises, while you prepare the filling.
For the filling:

2 pounds of poppy seeds, ground with a coffee grinder (This way you can control how well ground they are, and they will be less likely to be rancid)

1 Cup sugar

1 Cup honey

2 Cups milk

1/2 tsp salt

2 tsp vanilla

2 tsp lemon juice

  • Combine all of the ingredients.
  • Cook over medium heat for 10 minutes, stirring often to ensure it does not burn.
  • Remove from heat and let cool. Spreading the filling on a sheet pan to increase its surface area will help it cool more quickly.
The assembly:
  • Roll our your dough, in portions, to about 1/4″ thick, and then cut it, with a knife into small squares, ~1 1/2″.
  • Spoon about 1 1/2-2 tsp of filling onto a dough square. Pinch the corners of the dough together across the filling, and then pinch the seams closed, sealing the filling inside the dough.
  • Roll the pounchki in your hand a little bit to help it become more spherical.
  • Repeat the above three steps until you run out of filling.
  • Deep fry the pounchki in batches in a pot of oil that is hot but not smoking, until puffed and golden brown. They do grow a fair amount during frying.
  • Set fried pounchki on paper towels to drain away extra oil.

Serve as is, or dusted with icing sugar if you’re feeling fancy. If you have extra dough left after all of the filling is used, make doughnuts!

Pounchki are so good. These bring me straight back to being probably six or seven, in my mum’s kitchen, biting into my first one before even getting to the table.

Mr’s Babcia makes something very similar, but instead of poppy seed filling each golden bun of goodness contains a prune. Mr was not a fan of the pounchki I brought home, but in this case, Mr is crazy! He liked the doughnuts though.

This time last year: Spaghetti with Spicy Italian Sausage, Roasted Acorn Squash and Labneh

Fellow Canadians: you’ve probably met one or two other these before, right? And to those of you who haven’t yet had the delight: this is a poutine.

It is crisp golden french fries mounded with fresh cheese curds with a ladle of gravy over top. You don’t need to be a potatoes and gravy addict like myself to know that a plate of this is pure bliss. Salty, fried, carbohydrate laden heaven.

The poutine hails from Quebec, but migrated across Canada spreading gooey savory joy. Poutine is calorie dense. It probably does not have a place in your New Year’s diet. This is Canada, though, it is cold this close to the Arctic. We need food that sticks to the bones. And what is life anyway, without the opportunity to try new things?

With all of this talk, did I make poutine for you, dear readers? No, I didn’t. I’m sorry. How to do it: French fry some potatoes so they’re crisp and golden on the outside, soft on the inside. Cover with cold cheese curds, then hot gravy. That’s that, it isn’t too difficult, and you should try one.

What I bring to the table today, are petite poutine. A bite size, appetizer version of the Quebecois loveliness that is poutine. Having had one (or maybe a second sneaky one, ahem) at a friend’s wedding recently, I just had to recreate the recipe.

Petite Poutine

(Recipe inspired at Ian and Heather’s Wedding)

24 baby potatoes

2 Tbsp olive oil

salt and pepper

Cheese curds

Gravy

Directions

  • Cut the tips off of both ends of your potatoes, so that they will stand upright on their own.
  • Core out the inside of each potato, about 3/4 of the way through, creating baby potato cups. A melon baller or an apple corer makes the job very easy.
  • Toss the prepared potatoes with the olive oil, salt and pepper to coat.
  • Roast the potatoes in a 375° oven until they get crisp and golden (45 minutes).
  • Put a cheese curd into each roasted potato cup then top it off with gravy.
  • Return your petite poutines to the oven until the cheese is melted and the gravy is bubbly.
  • Bon appetit!

So yummy! I’m definitely going to make these for my next party. I love that poutine, something of a big mess food, becomes a 1 or 2 bite finger food. You minimize the dishes, and cut down on the calories. What’s not to love?

Mr says: These are the greatest idea to ever grace the idea of ideas. (And you should have called them poutinis!)

This time last year: Mum’s Parmesan Chicken

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