
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 B
abas'. 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!