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The Christmas Drink

Every Christmas Eve, my Polish grandmother would walk out to the barn in mid morning and fetch a handful of straw to put under the tablecloth for good luck. With that, Babcia, as we called her, tied on her flower-print apron and began preparing a meatless supper of twelve courses including cheese-filled pierogi, beet barszcz, […]

Christmas on Time

It wasn’t the way a boy of eleven expected to spend his Christmas vacation, but there was Michael walking to the Greyhound bus stop, trying to find his mother. She was supposed to have arrived on yesterday’s bus, but when he went to meet her, she was not there. When he went home and waited […]

The Drive To Christmas

It was the coldest Christmas Eve on record, and a woman on Detroit’s east side had been found frozen to death, clinging to a chain link fence, at 6:30 in the morning, only two blocks from where she lived. Marsha shivered as she read in the paper that the woman’s body had to be cut […]

Here Comes Halloween,
A Most Un-Polish Holiday

When I was around 7 years old, I kept asking my mother to buy me a “Lone Ranger suit.” I was enthralled by television’s masked cowboy and his loyal Indian companion and I wanted to look just like him inside those tight-fitting pants, living the life of a righteous crusader for all that is good […]

Polish Men in Love

I love the way thunderstorms roll in to Nowe Miasto, with a prolonged build-up of cloud and darkness, then sprinkles, and all the trees hang still, waiting; the chickens hide themselves and the waddling white ducks seem to be wondering what all the fuss is about. The flies slow down, ever more bewildered at their […]