Published by admin on Thu, 11/17/2022 - 10:11am
I was a very picky eater growing up. One of my favorite dishes my mom made was called Kasha Varnishkes. It sounds funny, but it tasted yummy. My mom knew it was one of the few dishes she could serve that everyone in the family could agree upon. In true “Leslie fashion” as my family used to call it, I would load up on the varnishkes and only have a smidgen of kasha, which I laugh about, because I am likely now to do the exact opposite.