I'm not sure if anyone has handmade pirogies since Mrs. T's came on the market, but today I gave it my best. The first problem I encountered was with my gas, aka stove, aka gas tank that I know CANNOT be safe to cook on. It wasn't working right but my hfmom eventually de-assembled the burner and fixed it. Next, I made the dough which followed the recipe but could have used a little more flour. The potatoes took longer than I thought (and I didn't have cheese) so by the time they were done I was ready to be done with it all. Oh, also, I don't own a fork... mashing potatoes with a 3 inch camping knife is a little hard, but now I have even more motivation to buying a fork next time I see one. I ended up stretching the sticky dough between my fingers, cramping potatoes and (raw) onions (I was way too tired after about 2 hours of trying to make them, there was no way there were ALSO being sauteed) into the dough and mushing it closed. As much as they weren't the neat little tri-corner hats everyone's Bubba made them, they were the best I could do. My host family (probably lied) and told me they were good. Personally, I thought they were good, what's not to love about too much dough, mashed potatoes, and onions? They at least tasted in the ballpark of pirogies.
Sure, PCVs in the Ukraine probably enjoyed real pirogies yesterday, but we can't all be Eastern Europe volunteers. Also I'm sure if my dad's Bubba was living in Senegal, her pirogies would have turned out something like mine did...only maybe with neater corners.
Happy (late) 12th night!
KO
PS I would have taken pictures if my hands weren't covered in dough.
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