Do you remember the story of friends in the kitchen, where we learned about ham potpie? And then, our other adventure into "rolling pumpkin?"
Pierogies are a newly acquired skill and taste in this household. I didn't grow up eating Pierogies, but seriously, dough, cheese and mashed potatoes, what could be wrong with that?
Sue ventured up the hill and we put our best Pierogie-making foot forward. After making a simple dough, we got all hands on deck for peeling taters. It goes much faster that way.
Minions are handy, y'all, just sayin.
We got the taters on to boil for that easy mashed potato filling.
It's just mashed taters and cheddar cheese, made a little runnier than usual.
Pass out the weapons, I mean tools, and we're raring to go, see?
There are plenty of rolling pins for everyone!
(I purposely collect rolling pins in order to equip my small army of Blossoms.)
Then, we cut the dough into little 6 inch by 6 inch squares.
Despite the chaotic excitement that ensued, we gently scooped mashed potato filling into our dough shapes, sealed them up and piled them onto the pan for boiling.
See, it was something like this...
which we have since learned that many pro Pierogie makers use a dumpling press.
Party poopers.
I personally dig the homemade look.
In any case, right about now, some folks are thinking that we're some sort of angels over here for doing this sort of thing together and acting like we like it.
Reality check:
This mama was trying to calmly coach, gently demonstrate and kindly facilitate, when in fact, she really didn't know what she was doing either. Add in a little quality control, while the girls work fast and furiously and it's a take a deep breath, smile and embrace the experience kind of moment.
The more moments we seize like that, the better.
Sue is good at that too. Despite our 6 inch approximations, we had a variety of Pierogie sizes for all your Pierogie needs.
We dropped the Pierogies in boiling water and left them in there until they floated. Served with sauteed onions and melted butter, they were savory pockets of delicious goodness.
The Blossoms gave them a thumbs-up as we sat around the table enjoying neighborly company and good food. 'Tis the season, I say!
