My true favourite, stamped into my childhood brain are
Those Little Donuts which works in the same way as Krispy Kreme in regard to stimulating the "want"part of the brain using the "fresh and hot" mandate. Except Those Little Donuts are tiny single bite goodness tossed in cinnamon sugar rather than Krispy Kreme's three-biters with glaze. You line up, typically at a fair or other event at the Those Little Donuts cart and
watch them pump out, and then you get your bag of insanely hot, sugary, crispy goodness, which typically contains a bakers dozen mini donuts, which is slightly more than one person is comfortable to consume, but slightly less than is enough to satisfy two people sharing a bag.
Do you guys have those at fairs, carnivals, etc. in your part of the world? There's guaranteed to be a Those Little Donuts or other mini donut vender at any such event in my area, or sometimes they'll just be there wherever food carts tend to convene. There's even a place at the main tourist hub that sells them year-round.
I'm also obliged to note that a traditional aboriginal food, bannock/fry bread/les baigne, can be found in most communities, and it is sort of like an unsweetened donut in some regards. It depends on the maker really, because what is called bannock is sometimes fried or sometimes baked or made in a skillet over a campfire. Sometimes raisins make an unwelcome appearance, sometimes the final product is tossed with sugar... It walks the line between bread and donut. My grandpa and some elders I spoke to who lived through grinding poverty talk of living off bannock and lard sandwiches when there was nothing else to eat. Also, I recall a Metis elder telling me about eating "les baigne et boulettes" which is Michif language and is a play on words for "bangs and bullets," but the food is "baigne" which is Michif language and clearly draws from the French "beignet" and "boulettes de viande" (meatballs). The meal would be meatballs and frybread/bannock. It's pretty interesting to me because the culinary history is tied to the revolutionary history (the Metis people held a rebellion against the government, which lead to our ancestors going underground for approximately 100 years.) A culture and it's stories sometimes survive through it's food.
Likewise, but even more off topic, when I was very small my grandmother used to feed me a meal she called "les soldats" which consisted of a soft boiled egg in a little egg cup and buttered toast cut into thin strips called "soldats" (French for soldiers) which would then march to the egg and dip into the gooey yolk. My grandmother was Belgian, but came to Canada before WWII. A little googling makes me think she picked this up as a version of
a British dish however I was never taught of any connection to Humpty Dumpty, but rather that I was marching soldiers to war, and the egg was an explosion, the yolk their blood, and my job was to bite their heads off to quickly put them out of their misery. I was (and continue to be) a picky eater, so this was an efficient way to get nourishment into me. It's interesting and a bit disturbing when you think about all the connotations someone born in the early 1900's would have when it came to war.
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