My Fond memories of dating a Polish woman and spending Easter weekend with her as her mom loaded up wicker baskets with sausage (smoked and natural) , lamb chops, lamb shaped butter, pierogis, potatoes, cabbage and these incredible hand rolled dumplings that were referred to as “Lead Sinkers” and for some odd reason leftover home Run innPizza ? We took the baskets across the street to the old Polish church on Saturday for the food to be blessed before Sunday dinner. Football was over by that time so the Bears would not ruin Easter dinner. It was a beautiful, diverse, and inclusive dinner.