In theory, making Halušky (dumplings) should be easy.
I bought a Slovak cookbook and the recipe for Halušky stuffed with sausage seemed so simple: boil and then grate potatoes; mix with flour and egg, etc.; form into dough; form into dumpling shape; boil; serve and eat.
It’s never that simple, though.
The first challenge was finding all the ingredients which are conveniently labeled in Slovak. After some frantic Google Translating in the baking aisle of the grocery store, I came home with flour, semolina, sausages, butter, potatoes, and smoked cheese.
After boiling the peeled potatoes, I made my first mistake. Not realizing that my kitchen (and any decent Slovak kitchen) had a grater, I instead mashed the potatoes. A nice, chunky mash.
My chunky potato dough was incredibly sticky and full of lumps. But, at this point, I still had faith that it would work out. Dumpling dough is dumpling dough, am I right? WRONG.
Oh, they may look decent enough…
With my extensive Italian cooking experience, I assumed that dumplings were like gnocchi. So, I boiled water and plopped them in. THIS step in the complicated Halušky process was the ONLY time I went right. I boiled them until they floated and scooped them out.
Served hot with butter, smoked cheese and pepper, they weren’t… horrible. The texture wasn’t right. Each bite was so thick and dense, I’m sure hundreds of Slovak grandmothers were rolling in their graves. I served one to my roommate who took one bite and threw the rest away. But, I ate each and every one of these Halušky. Like a Slovak champ. Or, like a horrible chef who didn’t want to be wasteful. Either way, I will not be getting my own Slovak cooking show anytime soon.
I just unsubscribed from 21 different emails I got in my inbox almost daily. Cleaning house feels good. But why in the world was I getting so many useless emails? Where did they all come from? And why did I let them build up for so long?
Either way, that’s approximately 21 less emails I’ll be receiving daily. Which means I only have approximately 20 more pointless emails that I’ll simply delete without reading every day (but I feel as if could potentially be important enough NOT to unsubscribe from).
THIS IS MY DIGITAL LIFE.