That’s pierogi, not pierogies. If you have one, it’s a pierog. Or at least, that’s what all the poles tell me when I go back to my roots and chow down in Hamtramck.
I get grumpy when I don’t eat as well.
That’s pierogi, not pierogies. If you have one, it’s a pierog. Or at least, that’s what all the poles tell me when I go back to my roots and chow down in Hamtramck.