Before we left for Arviat, Nunavut, I took stock of the inventory in our freezer: umingmak (musk ox), tuktu (caribou), muktaq (whale blubber): three kinds – beluga, narwhal and bowhead; (We had deep-fried beluga blubber in Toronto and it was amazing!) and then there was sea urchin, turbot and tunnuq (caribou fat)–all product we will use for the upcoming Northern Food Night on April 16th at Bistro La Persaud.

Muktaq (traditionally eaten raw)

We managed to wrestle a container of iksuq (soft, smearable whale fat) from a friend who didn’t really want to give it up but his wife made him. So, thank you Lillian for making Sheldon relinquish his precious iksuq! Apparently Sheldon likes to put it on crackers or toast (?) using the iksuq as very fragrant oleo.

The char came in a couple of days ago along with the turbot from Pangnirtung. The shrimp, also from Pang, are on their way, and the kelp from Cape Dorset (Kingnait) is waiting to be picked up at the airport.

Arctic Char

Our trip to Arviat this past weekend was to listen to the remaining Ahiarmiut (“inland caribou people”, a.ka. “Ihalmiut “) tell their stories of when they were relocated from where they lived inland near Ennadai Lake to the coastal communities of Whale Cove, Rankin Inlet and Arviat where the land, the animals and the lifestyle were foreign to them.

It is a story too long to tell here and now, but oh what story it is. Only four elders remain. Pictured below are two of those elders, Job and Eva Murjungnik, who have been married for over 50 years and who were in their twenties at the time of the relocation. They are amazing people.

Later that evening, the Ahiarmiut put on a beautiful drum dance and singing performance for us–a real honour.

David Serkoak (pictured above) takes a turn at drum dancing, while some of the Elders sing songs. The songs are full of passion and these women, all in their late 70s, sing with incredible emotion. The songs are passed down from one generation to the next.

Even more of an honour was being asked to participate. I do have a picture of Steve dancing, but some things are best left to the imagination. Remember the movie “White Men Can’t Jump”? Well, I can vouch first-hand that white men (kabloonaq) can’t dance either. To protect his dignity, I will publish a photo of me drum dancing instead. As you can see, I lacked the passion that David Serkoak exhibited, but at least I tried.

On the morning we left, I was taken to the airport by “Arviat Taxi”by David’s nephew, Andy.

David gave us a gift of akpik berries (cloud berries) to use in our upcoming Northern Food Night and the James Beard Dinner in New York in May. If you haven’t purchased your tickets to Northern Food Night, you should do so now by going to the Slow Food Edmonton’s website. As usual, it will be a sell-out event.

And for all you people who wonder about the dogs that pull the sleds in the Arctic, here’s a shot for you:

Not the guy in the front! He couldn’t pull a tin can. Below is a better shot of a dog team.

If you want to travel to the Arctic, come to our Northern Food Night; you could win airfare for two to anywhere Canadian North flies; it’s an incredible prize (valued up to $9,000.00). Traveling to many places in the North is not cheap, but trust me, it is something everyone should put on their list of places to go. You’ll be smitten.

If that’s not a beautiful sight, I don’t know what is.