All blog posts related to Polish culture.
A glimpse into Christmastime in Poland, to the tune of the English Christmas carol, Twelve Days of Christmas*. *Please note that not all numbers reflect the actual amount of the item…they just sounded fun. On the twelve days of Christmas, we Polish folk enjoyed: Twelve meatless dishes Arguably the most eventful and important evening of […]
The Twelve Days of Polish Christmas Read More »
I eat my first meal of the day around 11 am or noon (unless you count coffee). It’s usually nothing special—a bowl of oatmeal, a piece of fruit, some yogurt. As a kid, a “meal” like that was unheard of, especially in our Polish household. Weekdays, my dad and sister left for work before 7
Rye bread, farmer’s cheese, and hot tea: How to prepare a Polish breakfast Read More »
When I was 8 years old, my parents enrolled me in Polish school, in addition to regular school. Polish school, from K to 8th grade, was held every Saturday for approximately four hours. The primary purpose was, much like Sunday school, to teach kids religion. We were also taught Polish geography, language, and history. We
Polish school in the US: A path to First Communion Read More »
I didn’t realize how important mushrooms were to Polish culture until we came to the U.S. Whereas foraging for mushrooms was a regular activity back home, it was unheard of (to me) in the States. This was partly because we lived in the city—NYC isn’t known for its sprawling forests—but also because it’s just not
Hunting for mushrooms: A popular Polish pastime Read More »
Pumpkin spice, apple cider donuts, corn mazes…autumn is upon us! In the U.S., fall begins with a whiff of the “PSL”, continues through spooky season, and culminates with the grand feast of Thanksgiving. In Poland, things look a little different. Celebrating the end of harvest season A few years ago, I was fortunate to spend
Polish autumn: A moving celebration of life and death Read More »
As an immigrant, how do you embrace your current identity while staying connected to the culture of your birthplace? I spent years, decades even, trying to be American: understanding (American) football, learning how to count in feet, and developing a taste for macaroni and cheese. It wasn’t easy. Then one day, I realized I had
Immigrant life: Connecting to the past, embracing the present Read More »
A few months before I was born, the Berlin Wall had fallen: the beginning of the end of Soviet oppression in Poland and many other European countries. Although I did not witness it first hand, evidence of Communist rule was apparent for years after its end.
Polish People’s Republic: The long queue to democracy Read More »
These stories may be morbid, but they are crucial to painting a complete picture of the country and for remembering all those who fought, and those who died, for their nation.
War in the Polish forests Read More »
On a crisp September morning in 1996, my family and I embarked on a 5-hour drive from our little town of Kolbuszowa to Warsaw, Poland’s capital. My parents and I, along with my eldest sister Ania, rode in our big Fiat, while the rest of our siblings followed in their little Fiat. We were heading
The Big Fiat and the Little Fiat: Poland’s invincible duo Read More »
Is there anything more Polish than pierogi? As a kid, most of my friends had no idea where Poland was. “It’s cold, isn’t it?” they’d ask, perhaps thinking it was a province of the North Pole. Maybe they confused it with Greenland or Iceland. Either way, despite the poor geography skills, I could always count
Pierogi (not pierogies!): The famous Polish dumpling Read More »