“Palacsinta” are Hungarian pancakes.

This is a recipe my Nagymama use to make for me. She would spread them with jam, roll them up and serve with some powdered sugar. I think I will make some for my boys this weekend. Softer and different than a pancake a bit like a crepe. My grandmother made them thicker so adjust the batter consistency to your liking.
Ingredients

• 4 Whole eggs
• 2 c Milk
• 2 ts Sugar
• 2 c Sifted flour
• Butter
Mix flour, salt and sugar. Combine well beaten eggs and milk. Add egg and milk gradually to flour mixture, beating to a thin smooth batter. Let batter sit for 1/2 hour. This gets rid of the raw flour taste. Spoon 3 Tbls. on hot buttered skillet. Will be very thin. Tilt skillet quickly in a circular motion to distribute batter over skillet. Brown lightly on both sides. Continue this until batter is used up. As each crepe is done, spread with strawberry jam, roll up lightly and sprinkle with powdered sugar. These can be made ahead of time and reheated in a slow oven for a few minutes. You can also serve crepes with a dollop of sour cream. Serves 4 to 6.
Recipe courtesy of June Meyers

I plan on putting some recipes up on Fridays for you to enjoy over the weekend. PLAN I said. We’ll see how well I do. As I have said before, I tend to FBTSOMP/SBTSOMP

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Happy Birthday to My Grammy, my Nagymama who immigrated from Hungary over 100 yrs ago. If she were alive today she would be 121yrs. She was a weaver in the woolen mills in New England. She was awesome. She came to live with us when I was 1 yr old. She raised me. She taught me how to knit and the appreciation of the fiberarts. She taught me how to “Cheat the Devil” at Solitaire. Maria Ana Soltesz walked so fast––even in her 80s––that I could barely keep up with her. She sang beautiful songs in Magyar. I miss her. I miss her lost in translation sayings… like… “How much clock?” meaning, ‘What time is it?’
So my dear Nagymama…thank you for loving me (in your own gruff way), thank you for raising me, thank you for your song, your strength. Thank you for bravely leaving your homeland, alone, at age 15. You lost your family to Hitler’s Nazis. You taught me how to persevere. I love you. Until we meet again.

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