A little slice of Poland somehow found its way into Arkansas, and I’m not mad about it. These spots are proof that pierogi people don’t stray.
They stay loyal, fork in hand, eyes wide in disbelief. It’s the kind of mashup you didn’t know you needed.
Polish flavors meeting Southern charm, dumplings meeting unexpected comfort food creativity, and somehow, it just works. Each bite carried the nostalgia of a grandma’s kitchen, with a twist that made me grin and think, how is this even possible in Arkansas?…