Today’s the day I
begin my preparations for the oh-so-much-fun procedure known as a
colonoscopy, and because of this, all day today I can have nothing
but clear liquids (and Jell-O®) and count it as food.
Which is making that
bag of shredded cheese in the fridge look reeeeeeeally good right
about now.
So, since I’m not
allowed to eat anything that resembles actual food (even more so than
usual, but that’s a different entry), I’m going to sit and blog
about it, specifically the kolaches as mentioned in the title.
I’d never heard of
these until I moved to Texas, and then I noticed that they were
EVERYWHERE. The most common variety I’ve encountered are the ones
stuffed with little sausages, although the more ‘traditional’
ones are filled with fruits or jams.
Our terminal manager
would bring in a box of them whenever we had to have a safety meeting
in the mornings, and I learned real quick to be careful because those
things were delicious, and I could easily have eaten the entire box
in one sitting.
I'm also thinking it
was a bad idea to write about food, not being able to have any, so I
suppose I’ll go console myself with a bowl of Jell-O® and dream
about tastier times.
I have no idea what kolaches are - I would stick with the Jell-O lol
ReplyDeleteDebbie
Sorry you didn't have the pleasure of eating kolaches baked by your Bohemian grandmothers as a child. Of course, served with the obligatory dollop of whipped cream on top.
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