Pierogi were a staple in my home and part of those dishes my mother and grandmother always served for our family. When my grandparents immigrated to the United States, my mom and grandma would often devote a whole day to make pierogi. Lots of flour, fresh mashed potatoes and pinch-pinch-pinch until our bellies and freezers were full.​ As a child, I loved tasting all the food and eating the yummy goodness. I watched and learned from the most talented cook I know. I began to notice that I was developing a passion for this craft and decided to step out of my comfort zone and began cooking as well. My mother mentored me by sharing her experience. This created opportunities for me to learn and develop my skills. My mother has been a devoted teacher and the source of my creativity. She is the reason for what I have accomplished to date.​ To my mom and grandmother, I am grateful they passed on their passion and expertise to me and my kiddos. To my local and growing community of pierogi-lovers, thank you for your continuous support in this journey.