When life gives you kielbasa

My terrific daughter Elisabeth included one huge ring of kielbasa in my pile of Christmas gifts.

She took a trip to the Polish place in Utica to secure it.

Polish heaven.

It sure made for a superb centerpiece of my Polish dinner, accompanied by pierogi, sauerkraut and beans.

I had plenty left over to bring to work for next day’s lunch, too.

Thank you, Elisabeth and George Three.

16 thoughts on “When life gives you kielbasa

  1. If you want kielbasa let me know. I can send you some from the kielbasa boys in the old Bridesburg section of Philadelphia.
    The family grew up near there. I like the smoked but have been moving away from too much red meats. My grandfather from Poland always preached that. He came years ago and didn’t know what electricity was. He lived to be 78.


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