I haven't had these in years, probably about 4 years since my Mom made them last. They are bits of thin, fried dough sprinkled with powdered sugar. It may not sound like much, but they are awesome and extremely addictive. I went to Riverhead, Long Island today, which is apparently an enclave for Poles, particularly recent immigrants. I found the angel wings in a shop along with Okocim beer (brewed in Warsaw).
<---fat and happy right now
<---fat and happy right now