I didn’t check my cell phone this morning until after I got into the office. I had a text message from my mom (from 5:30 am). She and my step dad (Papa S) are going to be coming up for Christmas this year! Ever since my mom moved to Florida it’s been one parent or the other for the holidays. Even if I was in Pennsylvania for the holidays, I did still see my mom’s family on Christmas Eve. Christmas Eve is a big deal for us. It’s a Polish feast called Wigilia (Vuh-lee-uh). I go to my uncle’s every year to celebrate, but it hasn’t been the same without my mom being there. And it’s doubly special, because I think Papa S has only experienced Wigilia light-meaning not all of the courses (there are seven, nine, or eleven), and it’s a lot more fun when there are more people.
Not only am I excited for the food part, but I’m extra excited for the family part, too. And trust me when I say that Mrs. T’s has nothing on a traditional homemade pierogi.