This article is written by a student writer from the Spoon University at Duke chapter.
Every time I visit my grandma, there’s a fresh plate of pierogis on the table, 10 more frying on the stove, and about 50 hidden away in the freezer. It only takes 3 or 4 to fill me up, but of course, my grandma convinces me to eat an extra 9 or 10. It’s my favorite dish, and she won’t let me forget it.
I’m shocked to say that after 19 years, I still love every bite. Whether I’m craving something savory or sweet, my grandma has a pierogi for me. Or rather, 5 plates of ’em.
So switch out of your skinny jeans and grab your sweatpants, we’re headed to Grandma’s house people.