Tomorrow, we're going to celebrate Fat Tuesday with all the Crazy-Catholic-Creole-Polish-ness we can muster, because we're three of those four things and that's 75%, a solid C. We'll take it. Life is seasonally hard and perennially fragile, so when those goods times roll we like to seize them. Laissez les bon temps rouler? We say [...]
Tag: Paczki
The real Paczki story, unabridged
I’m spot treating my mud-splashed pants while simultaneously doing deep squats in my laundry room, and I’m doing both to ward off the effects of an emergency Paczki run. Frankly, I’m a little cranky. Let me explain. I’m the granddaughter of a proudly Polish man. I know my way around a pieroghi. Halubki? I can [...]