I think I mentioned it before that the only good thing in my pregnancy is that it makes me think about all kinds of Polish food I haven't cooked for ages or simply have never tried to cook/bake it at all but, remembering it from Poland I crave it like crazy these days. If I... Continue Reading →
Since the day I left Poland I miss good breads. Though, I don't miss it that much to be willing to pay $5 or more for a loaf. No ma'am. More likely I'm willing to learn to make my own. And I've tried... . As Bob Ross in his TV show "The joy of Painting"... Continue Reading →
It happened yesterday. All day long I was thinking about pierogi (not "pierogies" or "pierogis", "pierogi" is already a plural form). I felt like I would really want to have some but I didn't want to spend all afternoon in the kitchen rolling dough, filling, sealing and boiling. It's a lot of work, and it... Continue Reading →
