Pierogi
This past holiday season was the first that Michael and I actually spent together; usually he goes to NY on his own and I spend Christmas with my family. Since we're married now, that doesn't really fly anymore -- plus I miss the turd face. So this year we drove to New York to spend a couple days with the Kuehls before coming back to make the rounds with my folks.
This meant that I got to experience a traditional Polish Christmas Eve dinner. My favorite part -- brace yourself -- was not the pickled herring, but the cheese-and-potato-filled pierogi. I know, shocker that I liked the cheese and potato part of the meal best. Yum.
We thought there weren't any places in Indy to get fresh pierogi, and though we tried the frozen box variety, it just wasn't the same. But lo and behold, last night I was picking up some stuff from Kroger when I saw some in the deli. Delicious.
This meant that I got to experience a traditional Polish Christmas Eve dinner. My favorite part -- brace yourself -- was not the pickled herring, but the cheese-and-potato-filled pierogi. I know, shocker that I liked the cheese and potato part of the meal best. Yum.
We thought there weren't any places in Indy to get fresh pierogi, and though we tried the frozen box variety, it just wasn't the same. But lo and behold, last night I was picking up some stuff from Kroger when I saw some in the deli. Delicious.
Michael had to tell me what they're supposed to look like when they're done -- I kinda just lazily turned them over a lot and poked at them. I'm an awesome cook, you guys.