I’m convinced that my love for potatoes has been passed down from generation to generation. From the German heritage coursing through my veins on my dad’s side and the fiery Irish blood from my mom’s side, I was destined to love this very simple food. As a teenager I remember thinking there was nothing better than a thick slice of bread, a healthy chunk of cheese and potato in some form. I apparently have passed along this desire for potatoes to my children because my daughter Kathryn’s nickname among some of her friends is “potato”. I don’t think she has met a potato she didn’t like, and who could fault her for that? I agree 100% with her.
One night while watching a cooking show on television, I saw something I had never seen before. A pierogi grilled cheese sandwich. My interest was immediately peaked as all of my favorite things were being combined into one mouth watering bite of deliciousness. Bread, CHECK, cheese, CHECK, potato pierogi, DOUBLE CHECK. At the same time, I was sad to say that I had never had a pierogi. What was this and why had I never had it before? Here is what I discovered.