Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?
I don’t have many good memories of my childhood. But every time my Nagy mama from Hungary would come she would bring her palacsinta with her.
The best way to describe them would be they are like crepes. Thin, delicate pancakes with sweetened cottage cheese and then dusted with powdered sugar.
My Nagy mama was always happy. I remember her always wearing dresses and a shawl with white sandals whether it was summer or winter and she always smelled like lily of the valley.
From Pity to Praise 