Tag: Comfort

I recall the delightful smells from my grandma’s kitchen, where the wonders of Polish cooking came alive in a simmering pot of bigos and neatly shaped pierogi. These dishes were a comforting presence on a chilly night in Warsaw, a reassuring gesture that conveyed, “everything’s going to be okay.”...

When I figured out what Fricassee Cake is I was as lost as a cat in the dog park. My culinary escapades had taken me through the twisty roads of savory stews and the sunny lanes of sweet pastries, but never to a place where the two met in...