http://www.buzzfeed.com/henrygoldman/why-cant-americans-get-poutine-right

I concur. Nothing I've had in the States compares to the poutine that Tom, J.P., Scott, and I had in Toronto a few years back. (Was it really a few years ago, already?)

That was a fun read. I know what I'm having for dinner tomorrow. There's re new(ish) poutinery in town that has an upscale Ottawa pedigree. My daughter raves about their poutine.

Damn, now I'm hungry.

I make - what I've called for many years - poutine supreme. I thoroughly cover my potato slices with Cajun seasoning, then add veggies like peppers and onions before topping everything off with cheese and gravy. Yummy!

I believe the article's author would say NO to that.


But it sounds good.

Eh, he's Canadian, he's earned it. That's the author's premise.

Now I'm hungry, and honestly, poutine has always sounded like something I don't want to eat.

Ken, you arrived to Churchkey too late to enjoy the "disco fries" that Tom and I shared last month. American poutine, and therefore bad, if you believe this author.

I thought that they were not bad, but the ones Peter referenced above were definitely better.

The Disco Fries were a pale imitation.

Fred, I love "poutinery". That's classic.

Ever since Toronto, I've been saying that Poutine should be served everywhere. When done right, it's up there with beer-candied-bacon on the list of Nature's Perfect Foods.

I'm reposting that article everywhere later today.

Tom,

I remembered you talking about seeking your true calling. I have a suggestion: poutinier = specialty poutine chef.

You could open a poutinerie after you have completed a lengthy training process, typically an apprenticeship, and passed a written examination and certification.

Fred will train you, right, Fred?

Americans can't get it right because we can't pronounce that darned stuff.

"Routine" but with a 'P'?
"Po-ew-teen"?
I could go on, but that would just add to the confusion.

It's not the first?