A complex blend of spices complements the rich chocolate and adds a warmth that’s perfect in the colder months.
Last night, like many nights before, I ate alone. In public. On purpose. And it was glorious.
A palachinka is pure simplicity: flour, sugar, salt, eggs, milk. It has the sweetness of a pancake but behaves more like a crepe. And I can now picture my grandmother making them, though she never once made them for me.
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