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Sophia Kimble coverHello and welcome to Romance Recipes where I am happy to introduce you to a new author and a new recipe! Two of my favorite things! Today I am bringing you author, Sophia Kimble, and her recipe for Pierogies along with an introduction to her new release, Protect Her. Please join me in welcoming Sophia and savor her recipe for Pierogies as you read about her new book!

Pierogies are a popular Polish dish, and were traditionally served as a meatless main course during Lent. However, you can add just about any filling you’d like. In my novel, Protect Her, Krzysztof Pietka is a 3rd generation immigrant from Poland, hero, and, of course, gorgeous. His matka (mother) makes pierogies in the book.

I’m giving you my husband’s babci’s (grandmother’s) coveted recipe.

Dough recipe:

6 cups all-purpose flour

2 Tbsp saltSophia Kimble recipe pic 3

4 eggs (beaten)

1 ¾ cup cold water

1 stick melted and cooled butter

Mix flour and salt in large bowl. Make a well in center of flour, add eggs, butter, and one cup of water. Work into dough, adding 2 Tbsp on water at a time until dough is smooth and round. Cover with plastic and refrigerate for ½ hour.

Filling:

7 ½ pounds potatoes, peeled and cut into small pieces

1/3 cup sour cream

1 ½ sticks butter

2 small onions

Salt and pepper

Boil potatoes until done. Drain. Add 1 stick of butter, and sour cream. Beat with hand mixer. Add salt and pepper to taste. Add more sour cream as needed until smooth consistency.

Peel and chop onions. In saucepan, sauté onions in ½ stick of butter for about 5 minutes. Add to potato mixture.

Roll dough onto well-floured surface until an 1/8 inch thick. Cut into circles with glass or cookie cutter. (Dough is bouncy, so after you cut into circles, you may need to re-roll until thin) Add about a Tbsp. of potato mixture to middle of dough circle. (The amount will vary depending on how big your circles are. Fill it as full as you can without potato squishing out the edges when you close.) Wet edges of dough with small amount of water. Fold circle in half and seal edges together. (Very important to get a good seal, if you don’t the potatoes will leak into boiling water.)

Add about 6 pierogies to boiling water at a time. When they bounce to the surface, remove with slotted spoon and smother in melted butter. (This keeps them from sticking to each other.)

Tips:

*While potatoes boil, make dough.

*Keep a large pot of water boiling during the whole process. Make about a dozen, boil, then make a dozen more, and so on. Or enlist some help and get an assembly line going.

*Once you’ve boiled them, you can eat them, but they are much better fried in butter until golden brown.

*These freeze extremely well. Just defrost and fry them up when you want.

*Serve with sour cream.

Blurb:

Golden Alexander is trapped in a nightmare.

Trying to flee her hallucination of a demon, she runs heart first into the brooding alpha male she’s been dreaming about for years, and then her nightmare really begins.

Kris Pietka is done with women…he’s broken. But when he meets Golden, an overwhelming need to protect her tests everything he thought he knew about himself, and the paranormal.

A bond forged centuries ago thrusts them together as they search for a way to break an ancient Druid curse prophesying their demise. Racing against the clock, they travel from Vermont, to the Carpathian Mountains in Poland, and the Scottish Highlands in search of answers and a way to break the curse.

But something evil watches—it covets, and time is running out.

Will fate allow love to prevail against unbeatable odds, or will Golden wake to find it was all a delusion?

Excerpt:

The side door to the house opened behind her.

“Matka? Dzien dobry? Ma? Hello?”

The deep male voice filled the kitchen. Filled her. Her muscles tightened, her arms vibrated like she’d been doing yard work for the last hour and had just turned off the weed whacker.

Mary raised an eyebrow in her direction before looking past her to the door. “Kris, proszę meet Golden. Come, come.”

Heavy boots sounded on the wooden steps. The loud thumping stopped as if in mid-step and an invisible electric current slammed into her back. Heat spread through her and settled in her belly.

“Matka, what’s going on here?”

“Golden is your Babci’s new caregiver.” Mary enunciated as if she were speaking to a five-year-old. “I told you last week she answered the ad and was coming today. She’ll be starting on Monday.”

Mary glared at Kris and then turned to Golden with an apologetic smile on her face. Kris moved around the table and stood next to his mother.

Her mouth fell open.

He narrowed his piercing blue eyes at her, and a lock of sandy brown hair fell from behind his ear.

Holy shit.

He looked exactly like the man she’d been dreaming of for years.

The once cozy kitchen felt tiny. Airless. Too hot. Using the table as a lever, Golden forced herself to stand and shot a glance in Mary’s direction, worried she was hallucinating her dream man and looked delusional. It wouldn’t be the first time she’d acted crazy. Okay, Mary didn’t act like her new employee was tripping her ass off. Good to know.

Words in a language she didn’t understand flew out of his mouth, his unfriendly gaze fixed on her. Wow, angry much? He was obviously talking about her in a not so nice way, which pissed her off. Combined with her confusion, she was a hot mess. And all the while her emotions were ping ponging, her body pulsed, begging for this jerkoff to touch her.

His brows furrowed, and he ranted as though she weren’t in the room. Rude. New plan. She’d figure out how she’d dreamt of him later. First, she wanted to know what he had against her and why she reacted to the jerk like he’d brought her a dozen roses while hanging out the sunroof of a limo.

Mary cut him off with a single word. “Dosyć!” She closed her eyes and whispered, “Enough.”

Kris sucked in a breath, and without another word, pivoted on his heel and walked deeper into the house.

What was wrong with him? Ever hear of anger management classes? And what was wrong with her Benedict Arnold body? Pick an emotion and stick to it. Anger, that’s what was called for here. Not, gee you’re hot, I’ve been dreaming of you for years. Want to hook up?

Figures, the one guy that finally made her wake up and say hell yes was a total turd. 

Buy the Book:

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Meet Sophia:Sophia Kimble pic

Sophia Kimble has always wanted to be an author, but for years, life got in the way. She wouldn’t change a thing about how her life turned out, though. Her family keeps her laughing and loving. Her wonderful husband and two extraordinary children stand beside her every step of the way and make this journey called life worth living.

Sophia has worked as a nurse for twenty years, but has put that career path aside to devote her time and imagination to writing down the stories that keep her up nights.

She takes her love of the paranormal, history, and genealogy, and weaves them into tales of family, fated love, and supernatural occurrences.

Connect with Sophia at the following sites:

Website: http://sophiakimble.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sophiakimbleauthor

Twitter: @SophiaKimble https://twitter.com/SophiaKimble

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/SophiaKimble

Thank you for joining us for another Romance Recipes! I hope you’ll stop by next week to meet another author, try a new recipe and pick up a new book!

 

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