Lucifyre
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ORIGINAL: yourdarkdesire I admit that while out with my girl, she asked if I was going to bake borsht. No idea where that came from, lol. I admit that we talked about how there are different kinds of borsht. Bab's and Mom's was very simple. Boil the hell out of a ham bone, cook the beets, add peas, andnserve with a dollop of sour cream. While I know what goes into it, I never learned how to make it. We talked about how there are other kinds of borsht. In grade three they had an international food banquet, and there were several different kinds, none of which looked familiar. In fact, and I dont mean to offend anyone, but there was one thatmwe had trouble identifying, and it turned out to be a cabbage borsht. It looked disgusting. I thought, or grew up believing that borsht literally meant "beet soup". So how can you have something without beets, and call it a borsht? Cabbage soup maybe. I admit that from there we moved to cabbage rolls. I cook two cups of rice, and add about 200-250 grams of ground pork. Some don't add any meat. Some don't add any rice. I admit to clarify the differences, we moved to pyrogies. I grew up with potato and onion. My Baba made it that way. My Mom made it that way. I make them that way. But I cheat......I use the bread maker to make my dough. It wasn't until after my girl developed diabetes that we moved to premade frozen. It has carb counts on it, and with two young, very busy kids, I just didnt have the time. But I discovered so many varieties! My girls favorite is the potato and cheddar and to be honest, I havent really got a clue on how to make the stupid things. Anyways, potato and cheddar or potato and onion, they are always served coated with sauted onions. I admit that at this this point in the conversation, I realized that as good as the cabbage rolls tasted, I had screwed it up. I forgot the fried onions!!!! (insert facepalm here). But she admitted, that she wouldn't have tried the filling if there had been onions in it. She hates onions. Unless they are on the pyrogies. I admit before my dad passed away he had given me a family recipe for meat stuffed perogies that had been passed down in my family. I admit that during one or another of our house moves I managed to lose the recipe I admit that now there is no one left to ask for it. Dad's gone, Aunt Mary is long gone, my gramps is gone... i admit for a long time we bought the frozen ones from the grocery store and they were nommy when we lived up north, but I can't find them down here and that make me sad. I admit there is a Polish place not too far from me that does make the meat ones, but it's too far to just pop into on a random day and they don't make them regularly, it's just whenever the cook feels like it so even calling ahead won't help. I admit I'm hungry now, thanks ydd :P Lucifyre
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