an evening well spent
Last night, my friend Kristy and I organized the many recipes I snagged from my grandmother's apartment. Some that I had hoped to find weren't there (red flannel hash, Grammie Martha's Great Cookies), but others, like Russian Piroshki, took me by surprise.
Yes, piroshki. AKA pierogi, AKA varenyky, AKA pyrohy.
I asked myself "Why did Gram have a recipe (a well worn one, at that), for Russian pierogi?"
Well... my aunt's husband is Russian. Maybe that's why? She had a few other more exotic recipes, too. Not at all what I would expect in a Scot/Irish kitchen.
We also found her doughnut recipe! Mad craziness! Homemade doughnuts! One of my cousins got the doughnut pot and cutter, so they'll be the first to get the recipe... before I type up the book.