Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
My Ukrainian grandma baked paska every year. She included a loaf in the Easter basket she hauled to the church for its annual blessing, and she sent us one too, along with apricot cookies and walnut rolls. Baba packed her care packages with surgical precision and matriarchal devotion. When those brown paper packages tied up [...]
My grandma was very particular about her paska. This braided Easter bread, with very specific designs meant to represent Christ, formed a central role in Eastern European Easter baskets, which were taken to the church on Holy Saturday and blessed by the Catholic priest. Grandma baked her paskas meticulously and for many years they made [...]