As any of you who happened to be reading my blog around the time of Passover will know that I have issues getting back to my Eastern European culinary roots.
As it turns out, I also suck at making savory Italian biscuits. Namely the ones Toni always seems to have during French class and Sabrina always seems to be eating in French class.
Basically I found a recipe for them, and I thought 'why not give it a go?'
Bad Idea.
Basically, this had taught me that I will never be a good Eastern/Central European. Bubbe Sarah would be rolling in her grave. As would Tante Adela.
Why is it I have to come from a lineage of women who could make wheat free noodles without them tasting like glue?
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