For those clever ones out there, my name is Welsh for the smiling basket. Why? Well, a basket is a vessel that appears stable. In fact, it is tightly wound, rarely reveals weakness and is widely accepted not to smile; that's me. I intend to, through this blog, unwind, release my load and smile, hopefully bringing strangers on the joy ride with me. So friends, I am setting out on a journey, and I hope to see you at the other end.
Sunday 21 April 2013
0092: VARENYKY
Varenyky are Ukraine's take on dumplings. You can fill them with meat, cheese, fruit; anything you want really - I once made some with MnM's and jelly babies (however, I don't advise this combination). My favourite - obviously made by my grandma - are varenyky with potato, and topped with fried onion and sour cream. Delicious!! They may be severely unhealthy, but it's hard to notice when you eat these little munches of awesome.
P.S. I think you have realised by now that the reason I was silent for a week and then suddenly posting like, 9 times in 24 hours is because I spent the week with my grandma, who has no internet.
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