Cabbage Soup is Very Normal
By K. Maryniak
After graduating high school, my family moved away from Edmonton (I had grown up in Two Hills), and I studied and worked in Ottawa, Toronto, and Kyiv, where my first daughter was born. When I became pregnant again, I decided to return to Edmonton, and after 22 years away came home like a prodigal daughter in 2003. I am convinced that there is no better place in the world to live as a Ukrainian – and it's in no small measure thanks to the Edmonton community overall, which has helped build our province and for the most part accepts one another for who we are, allowing everyone to make their unique contribution.
One of my favourite stories about Edmonton's Ukrainian culture: I took out-of-country visitors to the Provincial Museum in 2004, and we went to the cafeteria for lunch. I asked the T-shirted, multi-pierced gorgeous Aboriginal girl at the cash what the soup of the day was. Without batting an eye she said, "Beef noodle and kapusniak." My cup runneth over.