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| - Once I saw Kat F. talking about doubles, I knew come hell or high water, I had to be at this UYE. The only place I've had doubles is Trinidad itself and I'm always taught that nothing is as good as "back home". I had to see if my parents were right or if my fellow Yelpers were on to something. When I got home and told my parents where I went, I learned that my mother used to frequent this place a lot when my aunt used to live in the area.
Pholouri: If you try to look up pholourie (POE-LORRY) online, you may not find it. That's because Trinis have many different ways of spelling it. I know it as pholourie. It's basically fried balls made with split peas. It's usually eaten with "pepper sauce" thrown over it so that it can soak up the sauce when eating. They were okay, but tasted different. I didn't think you could REALLY mess up pholouri until I took it home. My mom took one bit, said, "oh", and ripped it open to show me that there were raw parts in it. If you bite into pholourie and it's white in the middle, that's NOT good. That put a damper on it. It was decently priced (8 for $1). The hot sauce though was the best part and definitely a reminder of Trinidad's best.
Roti: I didn't eat my roti in the store. I bought it and saved it for home. I don't know if this made a difference but the roti was really good. It wasn't too thin and held the curry to the last bite. It was thick curry, not runny and the chicken wasn't dry at all.
Doubles: It was an okay substitute. It wasn't the best as it couldn't compare to doubles in Trinidad. I asked for "slight pepper" and didn't taste any. I was disappointed since most doubles with "slight pepper" have my eyes watering.
Peanut Punch: This was my favourite drink growing up and still is. It's easily described as a peanut butter milkshake. Of course when I saw it, I got excited. It was short lived though. Ugh! It didn't taste like any peanut punch I know; I'm hoping because it was warm but I don't feel like taking another sip from that taste.
Kurma: Another dessert staple with many names. It's fried dough covered in sugar. I ate these alot as a child, always thinking I would eventually chip a tooth as they are HARD. They tasted the same as the bags I have at home so I couldn't complain about that.
Cassava Pone: My mom used to make this when I was younger. I used to call it pudding cake because it was cut like a cake but was soft like pudding. It's main ingredients are usually coconut, milk and butter with added spices and veggies (like cassava or pumpkin). I realize that everyone makes it differently. However, this one was spot on. It was springy and light; a little sweeter than I'm used to but delicious.
Atmosphere: I think the shop is cute. The female owner who wanted to adopt Adeel was so sweet. She reminded me of my aunts back home, talking and giving out food. As usual, hanging out with Yelpers is fun and laughs. It was worth the trek to Scarborough just for that.
As much as I love my fellow Yelpers, I'll have to keep my og saying that doubles only taste great back home. Man, counting down the days to real doubles in Trinidad.
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