Life in late capitalism can be vexing, alienating, fragmenting, and otherwise frustrating. There are many wonderful things in my life, but I'm more likely to talk about what's bad rather than what's good. I'm going to try to post one good thing here each day, and if you would join in by adding a good thing from your day in the comments, I'd love it--I'd absolutely love it. --RR
12/23: comfort food
Tonight's dinner: pierogi casserole. I'm Polish but didn't grow up eating pierogis, except at friends' houses. One of my parents' former students brought my family pierogi casserole once, though, and ever since I've lived on my own, I've enjoyed making it now and then. Chris likes it, too, and today we tinkered with our normal recipe (which is more of a feel than a recipe), and we enjoyed the results.
I associate pierogis with Russia. There's a significant Russian community in San Francisco - where we lived for 11 years - and we ate a lot of them then. Yum!
ReplyDeleteYum indeed! I'm not patient enough to make the dough for individual pierogis, so the casserole is a welcome short-cut.
ReplyDelete