Yearning for memories of childhood comfort, specifically staying at my grandparent’s house as a child, I made kielbasa,pierogi with butter and sour cream, and kosher dill pickles for dinner. And I ate like a heifer, and I am not ashamed.
(musings from an upstart crow)
Yearning for memories of childhood comfort, specifically staying at my grandparent’s house as a child, I made kielbasa,pierogi with butter and sour cream, and kosher dill pickles for dinner. And I ate like a heifer, and I am not ashamed.