I have to admit I had no idea what a pierogi was last Friday morning. Yes, I know I was living under a rock or something. I had heard the name, but had no idea what they were, or had ever seen one. I guess that’s what you get for growing up in a small town. As for the last ten years, well, I have no excuse but to say that the area I live in is so Hispanic, I’m obsessed with trying Hispanic and my other favorite, Asian cuisines, because of the close proximity of a large Asian grocer. Friday morning, I called up my husband and we were talking about what I could make for pumpkin week, and he said what about a pierogi, and I said what? Then he goes on to say how his mom use to make them all the time, and how great they were. It’s funny we’ve been together now 16 years, and I have never heard him utter the word pierogi. So I decided to give them a try. They were so good, addictive really, and I can’t wait to make loaded potato pierogies soon.
This recipe was developed for Babble.com