Food / Polish Duck Soup [117]

When I was growing up it was a big event to go with my grandfather to the farm for a duck. We would bring it home early on a Saturday morning. Once the duck had been bled and the soup started my anticipation would grow. The process took an entire day and the feast was not served until Sunday afternoon. Although the duck was part of the meal, all I ever wanted was the soup. My grandmother made kluski, which is a potato/egg noodle and the soup was flavored with prunes and vinegar. As I am writing this a flood of memories fills my mind, both of the aromas and the taste. That heritage was a lifetime gift that I treasure and reminiseover often. If you ever have the opportunity to try some czarnina don't pass it up.

Food / Polish Duck Soup [117]

When I was growing up it was a big event to go with my grandfather to the farm for a duck. We would bring it home early on a Saturday morning. Once the duck had been bled and the soup started my anticipation would grow. The process took an entire day and the feast was not served until Sunday afternoon. Although the duck was part of the meal, all I ever wanted was the soup. My grandmother made kluski, which is a potato/egg noodle and the soup was flavored with prunes and vinegar. As I am writing this a flood of memories fills my mind, both of the aromas and the taste. That heritage was a lifetime gift that I treasure and reminiseover often. If you ever have the opportunity to try some czarnina don't pass it up.