“Where can I get a good blintz?”
Certainly not in Finland, that’s where. I’d never even heard of a blintz until I read the list of prompts for Nicky and Mike’s 30 Minus 2 Days of Hell.
Apparently it was MikeWJ's idea, which doesn’t surprise me at all – after all, it was Mike who came up with “Kafkaesque” as a prompt during the photo challenge back in whenever it was.
A blintz. Couldn’t he have made it something a little less random, something a little easier to write about? Like, a Karelian pasty.
“Were can I get a good Karelian pasty?”
“Why, the little bakery at Hämeenkatu and Kellonsoittajankatu has some great Karelian pasties. You should try there.”
Easy! But a blintz? How am I supposed to write about that?
This post could’ve been a masterpiece. Witty dialogue, a compelling atmospheric setting, clever compliments hidden in double negatives, and quirky characters not entirely unlike Indigo's bears and beavers and badgers.
But no. Today’s prompt doesn’t lend itself to that. At least not for me. Because, much like mayors, we have no blintzes in Finland.
So to answer the question everyone’s asking today; nowhere. That’s where.
This post is part of Nicky and Mike’s 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge. Today’s prompt is Where can I get a good blintz?. Go check out We Work For Cheese for a list of the other participants. *
It seems many of us don't know good places for a good blintz. It's all about improvising!ReplyDelete
Though, on a side note, it's nice to read your post and not need a smoke after. ;)
Good one, P.J. Especially for those of us who don't smoke!ReplyDelete
That MikeWJ. What a blintz!ReplyDelete
Oh, I'll bet you have blintzes in Finland. They're probably just called something else. Keep looking!ReplyDelete
I don't even know what a blintz is but it sounds vaguely like a boink and we do know where to get a good boink, Ziva.ReplyDelete
I'm telling you, the nearest place I can get a blintz is probably Russia.ReplyDelete
Oh hush the two of you, you both loved yesterday's post, just admit it. ;)ReplyDelete
Oh yes, we definitely do. ;)ReplyDelete
Since faceless Mike obviously has his pasties.....er...pastries in line, have him send you one. Actually, have him send me one, too.ReplyDelete
I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't have a clue! :)ReplyDelete
I know I did!!!!! ;)ReplyDelete
Hey Ziva! I liked this; it's straight talking, no nonsense. Finland rocks. Indigo xReplyDelete
My shorts are still damp!ReplyDelete
And you don't have to go to Russia to get them, either. They'll bring them with next time they try to conquer Finland.ReplyDelete
If you let me in on that information, I'd really appreciate it.ReplyDelete
Great, you forced me to Google Karelian pastry, and now I'm craving one so badly I can't stand it.ReplyDelete
I feel another post coming on.
I usually make a spread for the Karelian pasties using butter and eggs, heat up the pasties and enjoy them with the buttery goodness... It's to die for.ReplyDelete
You rock. ;)ReplyDelete
I know, right?ReplyDelete
I'll get right on it!ReplyDelete
Yeah, I don't think so, Skullhead.ReplyDelete
Barb, you rule!ReplyDelete
Mike, you scare me.ReplyDelete
I'm in the states and I have no clue where to get a blintz around here! Pancake, yes, but no blintz.ReplyDelete
I've never had a blintz - don't even know if you can get them around here. It seems they aren't that much different than crepes, which I had for the first time last year. They were even better than the picture.ReplyDelete
I'm glad I'm not the only one!ReplyDelete
We don't have a lot of crepes here, either, but I'm sure it would be easier to find than a blintz. :)ReplyDelete
I checked and there doesn't appear to be any Easter European or Russian restaurants in Western Finland so I think you are out of luck, unless you want to try a French crepe.ReplyDelete
You can always come to NJ. My father makes the best blintzes!ReplyDelete
No blintzes in Finland? You poor, deprived woman!ReplyDelete
No blintzes. No mayors. You really do live in a third-world country, don't you? You need to move to Canada. Post haste!ReplyDelete
Ha ha! "Nowhere that's were"....Awesome writing! You know, the hardest challenge I've done in photo and writing was "Kafkaesque".... you nailed Blintz.... I just used fake barbie for Kafkaesque LOL!ReplyDelete
Did we seriously just get hushed?ReplyDelete
If I had a fake Barbie, I would've used her for Blintz! ;)ReplyDelete
I know, I really do need to move to Canada. Do you have a spare room?ReplyDelete
I know! I feel horribly sorry for myself..ReplyDelete
I'll remember that, Meleah! ;)ReplyDelete
Hmm, I'm kinda intrigued by this whole blintz thing now. I might have to take the train to Russia.ReplyDelete
Just a little.. And in a very friendly manner. ;)ReplyDelete
You lost me with the umlaut. I read "Hämeenkatu", and my head exploded while trying to sound it out. You live in a land without blintzes, and I live in a land where umlauts look odd and exotic. We're both deprived in so many ways!ReplyDelete
We have so many umlauts, KZ, I wouldn't mind sending you some. Here: åöäåäöäåäööäåö.ReplyDelete