Ukrainian Church and St. Olga Street

St. Olga Street: The movement of the hands is a little like knitting, nimble and exact, almost unconsciously automatic; they're "knitting" pierogis, 160 dozen in a day. , according to Hamilton Spectator. The basement of the Ukrainian church on St. Olga Street is a spacious one, and the mingled aromas of dough, melted cheese, potatoes and sauerkraut suffuse the air, so that you are breathing a kind of oxygen of perogies. It like incense at a sacrament; your nostrils acclimatize; you forget it there but it always is. It the same each week, yet different every time, so you wouldn't want to miss it the ladies, getting together, sitting at their long tables pushed together, talking, laughing, remembering, and their hands always moving, working the balls into the doughy pockets. The way they make them here in the basement of the Church of the Holy Spirit, communally, ritually, you might call it Ukrainian meditation. There comes such a sense of calm and clarity from the task and such peaceful joy in the sharing. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.