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Polish Dinners



Wouldn't it be wonderful to be invited for dinner at the home of a local family while on vacation?
 I have been to Paris many times, but the time that I got to spend at a home of my French friend was an experience I will always cherish.  I got to see what a regular Parisian family eats for dinner and even though some of it was not something I would like to taste again (looking at you artichoke), it was fascinating.  

My Polish family eats a very versatile diet, they enjoy homemade Italian food, French, Greek and many others.  During my visits, however, it is all Polish, all the time.  I crave good Polish food, especially food made by my wonderful family.   Here is a peak at a few dinners from my last visit.



Yummy veal, young carrots, barley,  full of wonderful flavor tomato and freshly made potato dumplings.


 My favorite childhood dinner has always been tomato soup, beef and veal cutlet, young potatoes and beets.  I used to eat that almost every Sunday.  My grandmother would really indulge me and make this even though everyone complained that she needed to expand the repertoire.


Pork cutlet, young potatoes, tomato, young cabbage, arugula with shaved pear.


 The most delicious tomato soup ever.





Duck with baked apples and cranberries,  potatoes, beets and arugula.


 Pickle soup, I know it sounds gross but it is fantastic.


 Cutlet, carrots, potato dumplings, tomato with mozzarella.


   Braised pork with onions, barley, tomato with mozzarella and string beans.  In Poland, string beans are traditionally served with bread crumbs that were sauteed in butter.


The food is always fresh, full of flavor and made with love.




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