Syracuse, New York: Eva’s European Sweets

My wife is Polish, her grandmother an immigrant, coming to Canada shortly after the second world war. Her family has maintained their roots, and are proud of their heritage. When I met her, I was introduced to a wide world of Polish cuisine that I not only had never eaten, but in a lot of cases wasn’t even aware of. Now, I anticipate every Wigilia when I’m given the chance to eat my weight in mushroom naleśniki, and pierogi.

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Liverpool, New York: Heid’s

This weekend, my wife and I decided to take an impromptu road trip down to Philadelphia. We’d never visited, so feeling adventurous, we peeled off to make the 7 hour drive and enjoy a couple of days in the city of Brotherly Love. However, we needed to fuel up at the mid-way point, we made the only choice we could; stopping for dinner at an iconic Syracuse restaurant.

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Syracause, New York: Mother’s Cupboard

Following our July 4th fireworks cruise through the Thousand Islands, my wife and I found ourselves in Syracuse the following morning. Headed to the Adirondacks for a full day of bright sun and water, we needed a hearty breakfast. We were armed with plenty of convenient options, but we headed off the beaten path, towards a shanty little shack on the outskirts of the city called Mother’s Cupboard.

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