Kinga and Magda walked me around Nowa Huta yesterday. It's this master-planned community developed at the beginning of the 50's by Soviet architects. It's a city within a city really where steel mill workers were supposed to live in communist harmony. It's immense and very uniform. We headed to the gates of the factory and watched the workers for a bit, drinking beers in the park after their shifts.
Back near the Market Square, I was introduced to pierogis at U Babci Maliny's. I made the mistake of ordering potato pancakes and pierogi which are these dumplings that resemble ravioli, stuffed with different sorts of things. Carol and John had this meal covered via FeedTony.com. I'll have proper photographic evidence later. As hungry as I was, I could only eat three of the fifteen pierogi on my plate. I almost always finish my meals. But these things were much too heavy. Plus there was this strange pork fat sprinkled over the top that started to unsettle the potato pancakes I'd already consumed. My American appetite, finally beaten by Poland. I'll get you next time Babci Malini, next time.