Oh, samosas. So cheap, so delicious. So, portable, so reliable. So ubiquitous in Montreal, for some reason.

Walking down Sainte Catherine Street, you’re there in heated cubes by depanneur doors, glowing like golden beacons in the long winter night. High school memories carry your scents, as clubs hawked you as some kind of Civic Organizing for Dummies®, raising funds for "humanitarian" trips to South America. The lofty halls of Montreal’s universities ring with your name as associations sell you as lures for student-politicking.

Brokers and construction workers grab you on breaks. Your crumbs line the carpets of countless commuting cars. You are the great culinary equalizer of this city. You have saturated the market. You are the iPhone of triangular pastries. The Corolla of potato-filled pockets. The corner dep of deep-fried food.

Maybe it’s because you’re so handy. Maybe it’s because you’re so reasonably priced, in a city with six universities, twelve colleges, and tens of thousands of indebted students attending each of them. Can we ever know, or does it even matter? You’re here, and we’re happy.

We Montrealers may disagree on where to find the best version of you, the most authentic version of you, the most spicy or crunchy or equilateral version of you. But we only fight because we love you.

Anyway, here are some of the most reliable places where you can be found and eaten. Here are some places to fight about you.

Note: Restaurants on this map are listed geographically.