That was LAST may.
I gross myself out.
I thought, though, that it was high time that I eat said old frozen pierogi, so I cooked them with butter and capers and tomatoes and white wine.
The entire meal took 25 minutes, was insanely delicious, and NOTHING tasted like freezer. I’m serious, kids. This was a huge winner and I’m mildly ashamed that I let those little guys sit in the cold for all that time. It was probably a long, weird year with all the random things that go in and out of my freezer.