Wisdom From the Little Wooden Recipe Box

When someone passes on, they leave behind rooms full of things. At first, these rooms are a sad reminder of those we’ve lost. The weight of the memories is almost too much to bear and every photo or item haunts you. Eventually […]

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Dopóki Się Nie Spotkamy Ponownie (Until We Meet Again)

On Sunday March 20, 2002 our dear mama and Babcia peacefully left this world to join her husband and her family in the next life. To say that we are sad and lonely without her here is an understatement. As I’ve written […]

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The Wisdom of Dziadek

When I was about 5 years old we made the move from Chicago to West Virginia, leaving our Polish family behind. We visited on a regular basis after that, but I didn’t grow up immersed in the entire Polish experience the way […]

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Un-Learning the Polish

Have you ever thought about how much of our life revolves around food? I have. In fact, I think about it all the time. (The food and the revolving) I’m at a point in my life where I’m trying to take better […]

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Stories

I just hung up the phone with Babcia. We video chat several days a week, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less, but always at least 2 or 3 days a week. Many times there isn’t a lot new to say […]

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