
Each year as Fat Tuesday approaches, Kevin laments the fact that we no longer live where Paczki are available. He enjoyed the Polish pre-Lenten indulgence every year that we lived in MI. Yesterday evening, I made donuts as an inferior substitute. They were so-so- no time to make good yeast ones. I felt a bit guilty to be deep frying dough to feed to my family. I really need to tackle a traditional Paczki recipe next year and see if I can come up with something that satisfies Kevin's nostalgia. I thought about trying one today, but I don't think I can bring myself to do it on Ash Wednesday.















