I too love bourekas, especially cheese bourekas. My husband and I were first "introduced" to them when we lived in Israel and would go to a fellow congregant's home after attending the bet knesset on Friday evening. I've been making them ever since, but I use the pre-made frozen dough because I never seeem to find the time to potchkey with preparing them from scratch. For the filling, I mix feta cheese (Bulgarian is especially nice), chopped mint and chopped dill (fresh, if possible), some Parmesan cheese, and an egg white. I also cut the dough into squares rather than circles and after putting a spoonful of the cheese mixture on the dough, I fold it into a triangle. I mix the yolk from the egg with a spoonful of water to "paint" each boureka (so it will come out from the oven with a lovely golden color), and then I sprinkle with sesame seeds. If I make some bourekas with other than cheese, I use a different color sesame seed to distinguish between them. Final note: As I said, I love bourekas, but they don't compare to my late mother's meat knishes!
I too love bourekas, especially cheese bourekas. My husband and I were first "introduced" to them when we lived in Israel and would go to a fellow congregant's home after attending the bet knesset on Friday evening. I've been making them ever since, but I use the pre-made frozen dough because I never seeem to find the time to potchkey with preparing them from scratch. For the filling, I mix feta cheese (Bulgarian is especially nice), chopped mint and chopped dill (fresh, if possible), some Parmesan cheese, and an egg white. I also cut the dough into squares rather than circles and after putting a spoonful of the cheese mixture on the dough, I fold it into a triangle. I mix the yolk from the egg with a spoonful of water to "paint" each boureka (so it will come out from the oven with a lovely golden color), and then I sprinkle with sesame seeds. If I make some bourekas with other than cheese, I use a different color sesame seed to distinguish between them. Final note: As I said, I love bourekas, but they don't compare to my late mother's meat knishes!