Pierogies: The Best
Kind of Christmas Package
In a Polish household, the holidays arrive in
a flurry of flour and frenzied dumpling making
By Sarah Karnasiewicz in
the Wall Street Journal
BY MY PERSONAL calendar, the start of the Christmas season
isn't heralded by Bing Crosby crooning on the radio or fresh-cut pines
perfuming the sidewalks. Instead, for as long as I can remember, my family's
holiday has begun in the kitchen, with the piles of flour and the steaming pots
of water that go into the making of pierogi—the plump, crescent-shaped
dumplings that are centerpiece of our Wigilia, the meatless Polish
Catholic Christmas Eve feast.
Oh, the mixing, the
kneading, the rolling. The mashing of potatoes, the slicing of mushrooms, the
slow simmering of cabbage. The cutting and filling, boiling and bagging.
Preparing pierogi is no stroll in the park—especially not in the quantities it
takes to sate a clan that's been looking forward to the meal all year. Sure, in
these days of culinary globalization you could walk into a grocery store in
almost any corner of the country and pluck a styrofoam pack of pierogi from the
refrigerated case. They'll do fine for a weeknight side dish or as a cushion
for Bloody Marys at Sunday brunch. Christmas, though? This isn't the time for
shortcuts.
Naturally, when I was
a child, I took all this hard labor for granted: I wasn't there in the weeks
before Wigilia to see my father's mother, Sophie, at her kitchen counter, her
narrow shoulders and crop of brown curls bent over the big yellow Pyrex bowl, her
thin hands feeling their way through scoopfuls of flour, a drizzle of milk,
some eggs, some salt—without a measuring cup in sight. Pressing circles from
the dough with the rim of a favorite water glass, filling and folding the
dumplings into half moons, sealing the edges tight with the tines of a fork and
packing them into the freezer to await the feast, all as quickly and busily as
a house wren.
Toward the end of her
life, when my grandmother's arms were too weak to wrestle the dough to the
desired thinness, she instructed my grandfather—a man I never knew to cook
before—as he rolled it for her. Arriving on Christmas Eve, I'd scurry up the
steps of my grandparents' split-level and find my place at the doily-strewn
table, paw past the platters of herring and pickles and bowls of ruby soup, and
gobble as many onion-flecked dumplings as I could manage. Only later, in
adolescence, when the pierogi assembly fell to my own mom, did I begin to
understand the commitment and stamina it all required.
The role of pierogi
tsarina is one my mother has since played happily (though not without noting
the irony that the Irish daughter-in-law was tapped to carry on the most
traditional element of our family's Polish dinner). And, she did have some
training: Way back, when she and my father were dating, my mother made note of
the reverential way he described the Christmas pierogi and asked my grandmother
to show her how to make them. "I guess I was pretty innocent," she
told me with a laugh. "Because I actually expected there to be a
recipe."
Instead what Mom got
was a riddle—about how to cook pierogi, but also, she suspected, about
something else. "I kept asking Sophie questions the whole time. 'How much
milk should I use? How long should I knead it? When will I know when the dough
is ready?' The answer was always the same: 'You'll just know when you feel it.'
" A few years later, my mom said, her own mother told her the same thing
about delivering a baby.
My grandmother's dough
was true to her roots, plain and peasanty (just flour, milk, egg and salt), but
wholly unforgiving to the unpracticed. And so, for a few sad seasons, success
eluded mom. Fifteen bags of flour and days in the kitchen might yield only
three batches of pierogi that were edible. Until one bright autumn day, a few
years after my grandmother's death, my grandfather brought a distant
"auntie" from Poland around to visit. That was our pierogi turning point.
Tosha was gray and
round and more or less mute—her English as nonexistent as our Polish—but when
my mother, who was still battling with Sophie's dough, asked my grandfather to
see if she'd show us her pierogi technique, Tosha lit up with an elfin twinkle.
As she bustled from refrigerator to counter, one crucial difference became
apparent: Unlike Grandma, Tosha enriched her dough not with milk, but with
scoopfuls of sour cream. The results were supple and slipped through the
fingers with silky elasticity. My mother plunged her hands into the bowl and
smiled. Her face said, "I feel it."
So, finally, she wrote
down a recipe, one that blended Sophie's elemental formula with Tosha's richer
additions. Thousands of pierogi later, it hasn't failed. This is the recipe
I've internalized, watchful, by my mother's side, the one she presented to me
in a spiral-bound book when I got married. It's the one we devour by the pile
each Wigilia, the dumplings sautéed in butter and onion and packed with
fragrant sauerkraut, sharp cheese, potato, herb-flecked mushrooms—my favorite
kind of holiday package.
Basic Pierogi
Active Time: 1½ hours Total Time: 2½ hours
(including resting dough) Makes: about 48 pierogi
2 cups full-fat sour
cream
2 tablespoons unsalted
butter, melted, plus 3 tablespoons for serving
2 eggs plus 1 egg yolk
2 teaspoons salt, plus
more to taste
2 tablespoons
vegetable oil
4½ cups all-purpose
flour, plus more for dusting
1 recipe's worth of
filling (see recipes below)
1 yellow onion, diced
Freshly ground pepper
1. In a very large bowl, combine sour cream, 2
tablespoons melted butter, eggs and yolk, 2 teaspoons salt and oil. Gradually
sift in flour, then, using your hands, gently knead until ingredients are
combined and a soft, pliable dough comes together, 2-3 minutes.
2. Divide dough into two equal-size portions and
wrap each tightly with plastic wrap. Place in refrigerator to rest 30 minutes-1
hour. (Dough can also be frozen at this point and used later.)
3. Place a large stockpot of water over high
heat and bring to a boil. Remove one ball of dough from refrigerator. Flour
your work surface. Roll out dough to 1/8-inch thickness. Cut 3-inch rounds from
dough using a glass or biscuit cutter. Gather dough scraps together, reroll and
cut again until no dough remains.
4. Place a teaspoon of filling at the center of
each round. Fold dough over filling so that it forms a half-circle. (The dough
is very elastic—you may need to stretch the rounds a bit with your fingers.)
Pinch edges closed or use a fork to gently crimp. Set finished pierogi aside on
a sheet of parchment paper. (Do not overlap pierogi or dough will stick and
tear; if you need to stack, place parchment between layers.)
5. Remove second ball of dough from refrigerator
and repeat rolling and filling process.
6. Line two or three large baking sheets with
paper towels. Working in small batches, drop pierogi into boiling water. They
will sink, then rise to the top. Once pierogi float, let cook 1 minute more,
then remove from water with a slotted spoon. Place in a single layer on
paper-towel-lined baking sheets to drain. Repeat with remaining pierogi. (Once
cooled, pierogi can be bagged in batches and frozen.)
7. In a large sauté pan over medium heat, melt
remaining butter. Add diced onion and sauté until golden. Working in batches,
add pierogi in a single layer and sauté, turning once, until a bit crispy at
the edges and golden brown on both sides, 5-7 minutes. Repeat with remaining
pierogi. Season generously with salt and pepper and serve.
Classic Pierogi Fillings
Cheese and potato: Peel and chop 3 russet potatoes.
Place potatoes in a saucepan, cover with cold water and bring to a boil.
Simmer until potatoes are fork-tender, about 20 minutes. Drain off water and
mash potatoes. To potatoes add: 1 cup grated sharp white cheddar cheese,
¼ cup sour cream and 2 tablespoons butter. Season generously with
salt and freshly ground black pepper and stir.
Mushroom and onion: Peel and chop 1¼ russet potatoes.
Place in a saucepan, cover with cold water, and bring to a boil. Simmer
until potato is tender, 15-20 minutes, then drain off water and mash potato.
Set aside. // In a large sauté pan over medium heat, melt 2
tablespoons butter. Add 16 ounces chopped mushrooms (use a variety,
such as white, cremini and shiitake) and 1 large yellow onion, chopped.
Decrease heat to low-medium. Sauté mushrooms until soft and dark and onions are
tender and golden, about 15 minutes. // Stir mushroom mixture into
reserved mashed potatoes. Add 2 tablespoons butter, ¼ cup sour cream
and a pinch of dried thyme. Season generously with salt and freshly
ground black pepper, and stir.
Cabbage: Place 2 pounds sauerkraut in a
colander and run under cold water, periodically squeezing water out of cabbage,
until thoroughly rinsed, about 5 minutes. // In a large sauté pan over
medium heat, add 2 tablespoons butter and 1 large yellow onion, diced,
and cook until onions are soft and turning golden, about 5 minutes. Stir in
sauerkraut, ¼ cup sugar and 2 tablespoons caraway seeds, then add
enough water to just cover. Decrease heat to low and simmer sauerkraut mixture,
adding more water as it evaporates to keep cabbage moist, until very soft and
deep golden brown, 45-60 minutes. Season generously with salt and freshly
ground black pepper, and stir. // Place mixture in a colander and
drain again. Hang a cheesecloth over a medium-size bowl. Spoon cabbage mixture
into cheesecloth, twist cheesecloth tightly, place bowl in refrigerator and let
drain again overnight.
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