Pierogi have always been a huge part of my life. At every holiday or family gathering growing up, pierogi were never short in number. It was not a party unless you wound up regretting the sheer number that you consumed. Even now, at every holiday we bust out the pierogi platters and pile ’em on high with all of the carby goodness. When my husband and I started dating, he had never had a pierogi before. I know, weird right? Not. One. Needless to say, he quickly became a fan – I mean, how could he not?! I…
