Today's the last day of Spring Break, but you sure wouldn't know it by the weather. When we went to REI this morning, we drove through a light drizzle under a gray sky. For maybe 10 minutes this afternoon, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, but instead of audaciously firing up the grill, then huddling over it in a winter coat with an umbrella to keep the fire from going out, as Cyrus usually does at this time of year, he's gone for a cold weather winter classic for Sundays, the indefatigable pirogi.
After our REI trip, in which we got a back country backpack for this summer, we headed across-town to Otto's, where we got our lunch, and some kielbasa. Right now, Cy is mashing the potatoes, while Dad braves the weather to refill a bird-feeder in the backyard. Once the dough is done rising, they'll cut it out in circles, place the potato and cheese filling inside them, and throw 'em into a boiling pot of water.
One of the things about pirogi past is that it never quite feels like there's enough. At Mom's request, Dad and Cy made an extra big batch of onions, and as far as I can tell they've got an extra big batch of pirogi going too. And they've got extra of my favorite part, the kielbasa.
As always, the pirogi were good. But they were especially good today for some reason, with their potato and cheese insides and onion grease covered outsides. And, of course, you can't go wrong with Otto's sausage. Good stuff. And the sun came out while we were eating!