Thursday, February 12, 2009

My Inner Ukranian

Last week we went for a dinner at the Holy Trinity Ukrainian Orthodox Cathedral. The first Friday of every month you can find a block-long line up outside the church. These people are waiting for their monthly dose of comfort food, and they don't give a damn whose Baba has to make it - they are going to eat potato wrapped in dough! I thought the fare was tasty, but a little bland. I am however from a family whose very recent relatives lived in sod huts and cooked in outdoor ovens. It would take some kind of miracle holopchi to measure up to my Babas'. Of which I have had many (Babas that is). I have made cabbage rolls a couple of years in a row, and have yet to achieve cabbage success. My Aunty Chris' mother-in-law Audrey has told me that I have to freeze the cabbage first, and that's what I'm going to try next. I will let you know what happens. Meanwhile, does anyone have a good perogie dough recipe? Mine always comes out tough . I have to say, the perogie dough on Friday was so tender you could have used it to swaddle a baby. I get the feeling though, that every member of the cooking team is battling hyper-tension on the home front. Salt, SALT PEOPLE!