Dumpling Day

It's a big job. Spread over a couple of days. Boil potatoes. Peel 'em. Rice 'em. Let them dry out. Next day make the dough. Pit a bunch of plums.  Roll out the dough, put a plum or half in each, with or without a sugar cube.  This is where a second person comes in handy.  Jo did the rolling, I did the cooking. Drop into a pot of boiling water.  When they float to the top, cook 'em for a while longer. Remove and put into a skillet with some bread crumbs that have been browned in a little butter.  Coat 'em real good.

Now the fun part.  Eating!!

Put a few on a plate (as if that's enough).  Sprinkle with a little cinnamon sugar.  Poke 'em with a fork.  They make this indescribable sound as plum juice squirts out.  Oh yeah! 

Let your eyes roll back in your head.
Man is that good.

This is a Hungarian delicacy.  Mom would slave away in the kitchen, one girl crew that she was, making a huge batch of dumplings. Dad would hock them down like there was no tomorrow. After eating more than any human has a right to, he would say something like…"Ah, not so good."  Not so good?  It's amazing that he never had his head tenderized with a rolling pin.  



  1. OMG (and I save that exclamation for when it is truly fitting)!!! These look so wonderful, Lester and Jo. What a marvelous recipe. What a fun project. What a sumptuous treat. I am going to share with my next-door neighbor, who is a chef, because I have a feeling it will be new to him. I hope I am organized enough myself to so this...and if not this year, then next, as I am saving this for sure.

    1. Lydia, I thought that you might like this, especially since you've got a plum tree too. I can dig up the recipe if you like.

  2. Sounds like a great recipe for one of our family favorites. Tasty!

    1. Hey Walt, if you make it once, I'm sure it will become a favorite. Might need to loosen the belt a little after a plate or two.


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