It’s been a long time since I made varennyky (perogies) from scratch.
It’s a workout!
Potato/cheddar. Boiled and then fried for crispy goodness, with sides of fried onions, and mixed vegetables.
Made enough that I could freeze a dozen for another day.
This makes me appreciate the efforts of my late grandmothers. They both made varennyky, lots of them, and while the two styles were slightly different, both were delicious. My paternal grandmother also made mouth-watering cabbage rolls.
I don’t have the patience to make small perogies or cabbage rolls. My grandmothers would smile, and gently admonish my efforts saying “those will do, but not for guests.” : – )
My late maternal grandfather was renowned for being able to down dozens of perogies in one sitting, yet he remained lean all his life. I envied his metabolism : – ).
