Skip to main content

Fat Tuesday - German Style

One of the things that I love about my family growing up is that we always had reminders of our heritage.  Mostly though foods.  My mom is 100% German and my dad is 100% Polish (pretty much).  Growing up we were surrounded by ethnic foods.  And the Lenten season was not exempt from these food traditions.

So, today, I was determined to remind myself, and my boys,  of the hertiage from which we have come.  And I decided to do that through fattening yummy Faschnacht Kueckles (think: super yummy, rich doughnuts).  Faschnacht is German for "fast night" and Kueckle means "doughnut."

I pulled out the recipe, penned in my own mother's hand.  I was reminded of the years of watching my Grandmother and Mom making these in their own kitchens. 




The smells of the sweet dough reminded me of my own childhood as my 4-year old pulled up a chair to help mix the dough.   I hope the smells remind him of sweet memories too.

I let the dough rise, then formed the circles to let the dough rise once again.

I stretched them out, and cooked them till golden brown.

I dusted them with powdered sugar.


And got to watch my boys enjoy every bite. 




Just as I did as a child so many years ago!  Yes, this Fat Tuesday was about memories.  And making new ones!
 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Gift (Our NFP story) Part I

(I started writing this post months ago, but have not had time to refine it and finish it.  I have felt the need to hit "publish" lately though.  Maybe it is because Hope is too quickly approaching 12 months old and my desire to share it's sentiments would be lost soon. Or maybe it is because this week is the March for Life and the sacredness of life is before me in a precious little girl and I want to remember that, in words, here.  But whatever the reason, here is our story of seeking God's will and and being open to life.)

Shortlyafter we announced that we wereexpectingbaby Hope, I felt that I needed to share ourNFPstory.  Partially, it was because we had so many people say thingslike, "What a miracle!" or share stories of how people they knew were infertile, adopted and then had a baby of their own, thatI feltthat many people probably got the wrong idea about why we had three boys, waited a while and adopted and then found out we were expecting a baby wh…

The Gift (Our NFP story) Part 2

(You can read  Part 1 here

     So, by the time Andrew was 18 months old, we knew God was saying no to having more children at the time.  And, as mentioned before, He provided so much peace about it, that we knew we had discerned correctly.  Yet, even with that peace, I had to mourn the fact the we might not ever have any more children.  Yes, we were still open to life, of course, but from the time after Andrew’s birth, until today, we practiced NFP faithfully to avoid pregnancy.  And it took time to accept that we might not have any more children.  There were times when I would hold a friend’s new born baby and then go home and cry because I knew I might not ever know the joy of holding my own baby again.  We live in a community where life is celebrated and families are large.  Usually more than one friend is pregnant at a time.  In those early days, each pregnancy announcement was met with great joy for the friend, but often left me with an empty feeling.  I understood, in many way…

Hope's Birth Story

When it comes to birth stories, most women do not write up, nor do I think they want to read about, scheduled c-sections. But, I want to remember the day and if I do not write it here to publish, it is unlikely that I will sit down for my own sake, and write, so bear with me as I recount the day.

As with most scheduled, repeat c-sections, the date was scheduled months in advanced.  I knew that Hope would arrive on May 3 unless she decided to surprise us and my body would decide to go into labor for the first time ever.  Although I am older and anything is possible, I thought it highly unlikely, so I was not too worried that she would be born any sooner that May 3rd.

The hospital that I deliver at has started something called the "Family Centered C-Section."  If you are having a scheduled, routine, c-section, you can elect to have a family centered c-section.  Basically, they allow you to have some of the experiences that you miss in a c-section that you have in a natural birt…