Endurance.

After a long night of viewing movies and reading articles, I woke up late today, again. But, this time, I had a plan. The previous night, I read an article about Polish food linked from Serious Eats: New York to The Girl Who Ate Everything. The restaurant is called Lomzynianka it's located in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, in what seems to be the Polish community of Brooklyn. I don't know anything about Polish food and didn't know who would want to make this trek with me in the middle of finals (I was craving pierogies) but I thought of my dear Polish friend, Faustyna. She happily agreed to take on this adventure with me so we met up (in the cold bitterness that is winter), in front of Strand Bookstore. The restaurant is easy to find, one block way from the G train off of Nassau Ave.

We sat down and I gladly gave her all the decisions in what we would order, except pierogies. That was my idea. So, in total, we ordered mushroom and barley soup, Pyzy, which is ground meat, it tasted like beef, boiled inside a gnocchi-like dough, fried potato pierogies, and blueberry and cheese blintzes with a cranberry juice for me and a black currant juice for her. Our appetizer of mushroom and barley soup definitely hit the spot, just because it's absolutely freezing. It was served with a basket of bread and complementary slaw that I believe comes with any meal. After came our pierogies and Pyzy. The pierogies were fried perfectly - crispy on the inside and soft mashed potato-y goodness on the inside. Pyzy was a new dish for me to experience. I loved the dough, it was definitely made like gnocchi but there's just a lot more surrounding the meat in the dish - it looks like a potato. I love potatoes. Everything is not heavily salted as the dishes had flavor in themselves, but they always have salt handy for those like me who likes a bit more salt on her dishes. The main course took quite some time, a few couples came in and out as we enjoyed this course of our meal. Delicious. The blintzes however, were the best part of the meal. Not too sweet and perfectly fried. It came with a side of sour cream and even though I don't like sour cream, it complemented the dessert just oh-so-well. To say the least, Faustyna and I endured a 3 hour food coma.

Polish food is the simplest of foods. All the ingredients are simple, the way the food is cooked is also, so very simple (usually boiled or fried) and the results are most exquisite. If I lived in Greenpoint, I'd visit every day until I tried everything available on the menu and again. My experience in Polish food isn't too great, but this restaurant in comparison to what I had at Little Poland on 2nd Avenue, yielded much better results. I heavily approve, as does Polish Faustyna.

I'm currently working on my last paper that's only 5-7 pages focusing on a part of the film industry. I chose distribution. This is easy to write, I just don't have the patience to. I came to Starbucks hoping to get some work done. I did. But now I'm procrastinating. I don't trust anyone here so I can't leave all my things to get some much needed coffee.

It's terribly cold today.