#golonka

Ta golonka była naprawdę ogromna. Nawet obsługa była zaskoczona, że można zjeść całą. Wy już może na taką nie traficie, bo zgodnie wszyscy twierdzili, że te z tamtej dostawy były zdecydowanie większe od średniej. Ale zapewne smak będzie równie dobry, bo tą jedzoną rok wcześniej równie dobrze zapamiętaliśmy. A do tego jak się za bardzo przejecie, to podobno mogą Was odwieźć do hotelu lub pensjonatu. Świerkowa Karczma w Świeradowie-Zdroju.

I am super Polish. Like half English, half Polish and a bunch of random stuff but in such small percentages that they almost don't count. Growing up I thought I was mostly German as my bio father's family claimed it so. Turns out, It's less then 2%. Jokes on them. My mother grew up with a very Euro house hold. Mostly English style but Euro influence. Me growing up, a lot of both. My mom made food from a lot of different countries. We were not sheltered at all in that aspect. It's probably where my love of food came from. I'm not a good baker but pretty good cook and I can make almost anything. There has been a Polish dish I've wanted to make for a very long time. The national dish; Golonka. Side dishes of ziemniaki z cebulą i koperkiem (boiled potatoes with onion and dill) and pierogi. But those weren't cooked. They were chillin in the fridge. First thing is the Golonka. Pork hock boiled to hell then baked and basted until pretty and sweet.