These are my favorite Christmas decorations bought by my mother in Poland for me and and for my sister. I like knowing that even though there is so much distance between us on the holidays, that my sister and…
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Overheard yesterday at Carrefour: Daughter to mother in the exotic fruit section, “Don’t buy kaki here. They are cheaper at Biedronka.” Who knew? Son to mother in front of the live carp tank, “Mother, if you don’t want to…
Yesterday evening, I attended the Christmas party of one of my client’s. It will be the only company Christmas party for me this year. Not that I wasn’t invited to any others, but one a year is quite enough.…
You know, I’m from the mountains of Pennsylvania. It snows there too. A lot actually, but somehow the snow never bothered me like it does here. Maybe that’s because like a typical American, I pretty much drove everywhere. I…
I could possibly be the worst parent in the world. Well, maybe not the world but the worst parent on my street this side of Żabka at least. I did not get my children anything for St. Nicholas Day…which…
Is there something such as a Polish sense of humor? I think that there is. Maybe we are more familiar with the British sense of humor (Monty Python and all that) or the American sitcom sense of humor, but…
I have been tagged by Mama G. to make a list of 10 things that I like. It’s harder than it sounds. Here goes. 10 things I like, in no particular order I like meblościanka (wall of furniture). Seriously,…
I have to say, I am quite sick of all the “Americans are sooo stoooopid” jokes. Enough already. We get it. Americans don’t know where Poland is, ha, ha, ha. Americans don’t know if we are fighting in Iran…
That’s So Polish: I hate spinach and “milk soup”! To takie polskie – Nienawidzę szpinaku i “zupy mlecznej”!
Polish folks may disagree on many things – politics, religion, who should win Dancing with the Stars, but there is one thing that unites them- their distaste for spinach and “milk soup”. First of all, what is milk soup?…
One thing that totally freaked me out in my 1st year of Village shopping was the eggs – the eggs which were not refrigerated, the eggs which were not refrigerated and covered in chicken shyte, the eggs which were…