On a shopping trip with friends in Poland, I was delighted by the beet soup, pierogies and potato pancakes.The Polish beer wasn’t bad either!
One night, I reached for the spread next to our bread basket. It resembled a sort of herb butter, reminiscent of a delicious tomato basil version I’d tasted back home.
“What’s the yummy spread?” I asked, about to scoop some up.
My friend tugged me in the other direction, laughing at my near miss. She’d been to Poland multiple times and acted as our de facto guide.
Turns out, it wasn’t butter at all, but straight lard in a dish. Those little bits of color were random meat scraps.