Post before....tomorrow

Or is it today? Well, whatever. Today is the last day I will be sleeping in 'my place,' I think, other than for small things here and there, I am pretty much done here. Tomorrow I will pack up everything else I haven't packed up yet, since pretty much everything is ready to go, and Patrick said he will come with his car tomorrow night, and I will move everything, yes, EVERYTHING, minus a few bits and pieces, over to my new place. I'm pretty excited. (Also a little nervous about having to clean and pack for a whole day straight until I go to bed. Yeah. Fun times.) Anyways, I'm really happy that Patrick is helping me, and I really appreciate that he is, and boy, I don't deserve such good friends. Yoy.

Anyways, the interesting thing about today is that I spent it with Polish Perogie master Zuzanna, and she made me literally a meal of perogie, which is good, but bad, especially when she basically makes you eat them all. I ate approximately two dozen perogies. I literally wanted to cry from how much I ate. It was really tasty. And, honestly, I am extremely envious at how well Zuzanna can make a dough. She's a DOUGH MASTER.



Here is Zuzanna at work. I'm not sure if this is a Zuzanna thing or an all Polish women thing, but geez, I wasn't allowed to help in the kitchen! I tried, though. Usually she just told me to sit down and eat. OK, then.





I did get to pinch a bunch of perogies, though, which was way fun. She reminded me about how to use a fork to close the perogies. What was really cool was that we made dessert perogie, and ate them with various sweet toppings like sugar and stuff. Way cool. I also recieved a bunch of phone calls while we were making things. I felt special.




This is Zuzanna making her "I'm going to kill you in the face once you're done taking this picture because I hate pictures" face. Besides that, however, we had a great time, and we made way too many perogies for the two of us. As is obvious since Zuzanna made me eat pretty much all of them. And she didn't eat any of the 'regular' ones which we filled with mushrooms, but only at the dessert ones, and fried a bunch for me in butter. Zuzanna was very self-conscious about her skill at making perogie, and I think she thinks they turned out badly. Personally, I was quite happy with them. They're my comfort food. They're not like, say, anything which ever really gets you going, but they're just nice to have and they really fill you up, and it helped me to learn a better recipe, and a couple tricks here and there. Every time I took a bite, Zuzanna was watching my reaction, which was highly unnerving. This would have been less unnerving if I knew I didn't do the same thing when I was unhappy with how my cooking turns out. Anyways, we had a very nice time, even if I was very tired by the end. I nearly busted my gut trying to walk home on a full stomach, though, lemme tell ya. Good times. I promised I would have her over for a meal once I moved into my new place.

Anyways, it's obscenely late here, so I should go, and I wish you all the best, and I'll talk to you all very soon!