Today is Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras. In Michigan, it is Paczki Day. The day to celebrate and pig out on huge polish pastries before lent. Now I do not go for the lent thing being jewish, but any holiday that features a king sized doughnut, I am in. That is where Paczki (Poonch-key) day comes in. Paczki are polish large fried dough filled with a variety of preserves and fillings. There is lemon, custard, rose hip, plum, strawberry, raspberry and more. I am a traditionalist and go for the raspberry. (That being my tradition). Rose and plum are traditional.
There are currently 11 on our house. Emily will not be partaking this year so that means 4 paczkis a piece. Ranging from 400-600 per, we are talking about 2200 calories of yummy fried goodness a piece. No wonder it is called fat tuesday.
We got ours at copernicus deli. They sell out every year, and there can be a line, so get there quick.
Postscript: I like to heat up mine paczkis in the toaster oven for a few minutes. What happens ever year is that I can never figure out which flavor I am grabbing for. Is the red filling raspberry, strawberry, or rose? This year my raspberry ended up being a rose, which was good. I had one rose and one plum. When I went to my weights class tonight, I wished everyone a happy Paczki Day, but my instructor and a few others dismissed this holiday as an affront to their workout. Tough room I thought until a polish woman on the treadmill next to me whispered that she loves paczki day and had two.
Happy Paczki Day to all.