And, for someone who is full blooded Irish, she makes a mean perogy. You’d think she was Ukrainian given the absolute wonderfulness that is Carol’s perogy!!
And while I know mine won’t stack up to Carol’s, the 'rogie bug bit me. And so off I went with it. After all, we had just made a whack of bacon, and what goes better with bacon??? Perogies!!
With no Ukrainian to speak of in my blood, I decided that I too was going to make some perogies. And dammit, they were going to be good. And yes, I would finish the whole batch this time. My usual habit is to make a couple dozen and then put the dough in the freezer to wait until the next time I decided that I might want to make some perogies. Which ultimately turns into tossing the dough out because it's freezer burnt beyond recognition. But, this time, I pulled it off. I really did.
I made a whole whack of perogies today. Granted it’s nothing like what Carol can pull off, but it’s a start.
There she is, the dough. All rolled and ready for cutting into the shape that is the perogy.
And this my friends, is what's going inside. Looks delish, doesn't it??
Seriously, how can one make perogies without these two essentials! Notice how the clock isn't showing the time??? Oh yeah, some secrets just can't be revealed!
At first, I was all neat and organized.
And then I was "let's just get these frickin things done already!!!"
And that's all that was left. No dough. Just filling. And not much at that. And check out the wine glass...not telling if it's the original...or how many times its been re-filled. Some secrets you just don't share!
Hey Carol, I did it! I finished the dough off. And made the perogies!
Mind you, we haven't tasted them yet.
I may still come begging!!
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