A to Z Challenge: My theme this year is NYC before and during the COVID-19 pandemic.
PIEROGI: I eluded back in my C-post that I’d be talking about a Coney Island-related ritual. A trip to the boardwalk isn’t complete without a short trek to Brighton Beach, the Russian and Eastern European neighborhood for some pierogi, or vereniki, as they’re called. They are pillowy potato perfection. I definitely fall off the vegan wagon when I eat these, but at least I’m still on the veggie wagon. My favorite place to go is Ocean View Cafe, a recommendation of a friend of a friend who is from the Ukraine. Pierogi can be stuffed with just about anything (my favorite is potato and mushroom), but you can get them filled with salty cheese, sweet cheese, meat, cabbage, or fruit. Like a lot of places, I really hope the cafe makes it through this pandemic because I’m going to need a pierogi fix when this is all over.
PELOTON: So it happened. The Husband had become addicted to using the gym’s Peloton bike, so when everything shuddered up, he started having withdrawals. It helped his bum knee (or so he says . . . hmm) and being stuck in front of a computer all day, working out has always been a priority. He would often ride his bike in Prospect Park or around Brooklyn (which always made me nervous), so I’m happier with this safer alternative. We figured since I’m not going out and getting into trouble, we could dip into my bail money fund for this one.
Most people who know me, know I hate riding bikes. I lack coordination (did you see my H-post?!) and the fear of getting hit by a car or running into a pole has kept me off two-wheeled contraptions for many years. But I’m competitive and I gain weight easily, so it’s come to this. (I will not, however, be the Peloton Wife!) I have to say, I really, really like it, plus it ensures I shower more often, which indeed, is a plus. It does worry me a little what the neighbors must think of all the heavy breathing going on in our apartment.
I also enjoy doing puzzles, and as you can see, I’ve got one going. Although the proximity of the two isn’t ideal, as one mocks me while I’m focused on the other.
Oh, I want some pierogi right now.
How did I ever get this far in life without knowing you can get pierogi with stuff other than cheese inside? Mind blown! Luckily I have a drinks and hors d’oeuvres zoom meeting scheduled tonight with nine of my most gluttonous friends. I know what the first topic will be now.
Bail money!?!
You can never be too prepared.
If you ask me, a pierogi without potato just isn’t a pierogi.
I’m not aware of potato being optional. I’ve had straight potato and potato with cheese inside!
Hmm.. I’ve never heard myself say the words straight potato before. It sounds like some kind of slang. That guy’s a real straight potato…
Oh, I see what you mean. Yeah, potato-less pierogi is a thing, but like I said, I have trouble connecting with pierogi sans potato.
And hells yeah! I’m going to use “straight potato” from here on out. I love that. I’ll give you credit, you straight potato you.
I’m delighted to have found my way here today. Your post has me smiling and it has me craving pierogi as well. Investing in the bike sounds like a great plan. Sequestering is already making my jeans tighter. Sigh. But I especially like the idea of keeping the neighbors wondering about the heavy breathing. 🙂
I’m delighted you found your way here, too! Sorry about making you hungry, but I’m glad I could make you smile 🙂
A perfect pairing 🙂
Your bail money fund cracked me up. Glad to know you have been staying home and out of trouble!