When my husband and I moved to Calgary almost a decade ago, one of the first things we (he) did was begin the search for the beloved food of our homeland: donairs. If I’m being truthful, the donair is not really one of my staple cravings (gasp!) but it’s definitely an emblem of home. And I crave all things Nova Scotia, all the time. So, I wrote this story for Vern. Magazine about finding East Coast comfort in cow town. Cheers!