Perogies

Sister Bets decided to drop in for a week-long visit and we were to meet her in Saskatoon.  We left Veregin with Canora (CAnadian NAtional RAilroad)in mind and perogies. There was the Ukranian greeter at the entrance to town but perogies? No. we met a sort-of local who was also surprised that the visitor centre/museum wasn't open and who sent us to Terry's to find our about perogies, but Terry's wasn't open either. Canora is a two Chinese restaurants town but that wasn't on my radar so we had an Aussie Bite and kept going. A while later, passing through Watson, not only was there a roadside Santa Claus but a cafe advertising home-made perogies. A U-turn, which I have a lot of practice at, and bums in seats for the real deal. Our still-with-the-accent hostess was delightful but was dead keen to move to Victoria especially when she asked about mosquitoes and we said no. We stuffed ourselves with borscht, perogies, and sausage, yum, and moved on.
We passed through Humboldt and I was comforted to see that it is a decent sized town with, I hope, enough heart and resources to recover from the devastating accident that killed so many of their young men in 2018. I was imagining one of the many very small towns that couldn't possibly absorb that level of tragedy.
On to Saskatoon and met Bets at the Irish pub attached to our hotel, the Park Town. Mum would have been proud! Later we went to the Hudson for food and then to the absolutely most fantastic fireworks display any of us have ever seen. I was too busy looking to take pics. Sorry!