Donut shops are supposed to be open at or before the crack of dawn.
Hence the "time to make the donuts" commercial.
I had a friend who (before labor laws were particularly enforced in my town) worked making donuts from 3 am - 7 am before school. And then after school she worked in the pizza shop.
A coworker comes to me with a problem, and I can't seem to convince him that the simple, straighforward solution I proposed will work. He just keeps coming back to my cube and staring at me blankly. So frustrating. Just try it and see.
Donut shops are supposed to be open at or before the crack of dawn.
This what I'm saying! Today the crack of dawn was only 20 minutes before I started work, but still.
Just got a message that there is king cake in the kitchen. In the office in Albequerque. Surprisingly only one person has replied-all that it would be a bit of a hike to get there.
We had paczkis on Sunday, but I still have NO idea how to pronouce it correctly.
We had paczkis on Sunday, but I still have NO idea how to pronouce it correctly.
Poonch-key. (I have also heard punch-key, but my Polish grandma always said poonch-key, so that's my official ruling.)
Thanks Teppy.
CJ doesn't have to be at school until noon today and tomorrow. Arrrrggggg. It is messing with my ability to concentrate on work.
Poonch-key
But there is no n in paczki. I'll never remember.
We have a Polish woman on staff. Not as an official Pole but as an accountant.
She doesn't think that this sort of Paczki is very authentic. She doesn't think that the pazcki that are made by a local specialist bakery are very authentic either. (She is picky.)
But - I think it says something about the high population of Poles in Chicago and vicinity that you can get paczky at the local Jewel not in a specialty store.
We used to have a cookie/coffee shop where you could get kolachky.
I could run down to the Graeter's or Servatii on Fountain Square and look for paczki. But it's like 20 degrees. And they are not my tradition (or mr. flea's even though he is super-Polish wrt New Year's.)
Blinis should be my tradition, but I don't really like them. I feel like I'm entitled to claim king cake, if not as my birthright.