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Reading my shiny new cookbook. . .
Apparently there's a legend-of-the-two-strangers in Polish history, associated with the Piast dynasty. I think I've seen that in Greek and Old Testament sources before -- the two strangers who are turned away from one or more places until they find someone who will take them in and feed them, and they bestow upon that house blessings. . . . I wonder what the ur-story for that is.
Beer and mead were brewed in the home, for regular use; wine didn't become popular until later. A chronicler in the 1400s noted that prince got a release from the Pope from an oath of making a pilgrimage to the Holy Land because there was no beer or mead to be had there! Now that's taking your drink seriously. (It was also said that Pope Clement VIII was so fond of Warka beer that he cried out for it on his sickbed, and some of the cardinals took him for calling upon some saint.)
I find myself strangely tempted by some of these beer soup recipes. And the kashas look fine. Must experiment.
Beer and mead were brewed in the home, for regular use; wine didn't become popular until later. A chronicler in the 1400s noted that prince got a release from the Pope from an oath of making a pilgrimage to the Holy Land because there was no beer or mead to be had there! Now that's taking your drink seriously. (It was also said that Pope Clement VIII was so fond of Warka beer that he cried out for it on his sickbed, and some of the cardinals took him for calling upon some saint.)
I find myself strangely tempted by some of these beer soup recipes. And the kashas look fine. Must experiment.