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Sausage-Filled Crepes — When Kaszanka Cravings Meet What’s Actually in the Fridge

Week two of lockdown. The days are blurring. Monday feels like Thursday feels like Saturday. The only thing that marks time is what I'm cooking. I've started working through the new cookbook Mom gave me for Christmas — "The Polish Country Kitchen" — with the intensity of a student cramming for a final. Dishes I've never made: placek po zbójnicku (a layered potato and sausage casserole), karp po ┼╝ydowsku (carp in the Jewish style — sweet, with raisins and almonds, a dish that proves Poland's multicultural food history), and kaszanka (blood sausage, which I can't make without access to blood, so I'm adapting it with liver and buckwheat). The kaszanka adaptation was fascinating. Buckwheat groats, pork liver (from the Polish grocery on Mitchell, which is still open because it's essential), onions, allspice, marjoram. Stuffed into casings and baked. It's dark and earthy and deeply Polish and the kind of thing that Americans look at with suspicion and Poles eat with mustard and no apology. My Instagram is growing during lockdown. Everyone is at home. Everyone is on their phones. Everyone wants to see food being made because cooking is the one normal thing left. I'm posting daily now — recipes, stories, photos, sometimes just a photo of my hands in dough with no caption. The follower count is climbing: thirty-five thousand this week. The comment sections are full of people sharing their own lockdown cooking: sourdough starters, banana bread, comfort food from every tradition. The whole world is stress-baking. I delivered food to eight people this week. The three regulars (Mrs. Wojcik, Mom/Dad, Mike/Amy) plus three neighbors in the building who I barely knew before COVID but who now get containers of soup and bread because they're alone and because no one should eat alone during a pandemic. The Polish food series is on hold. Milwaukee Eats is focused on COVID coverage — restaurant closures, food bank needs, essential worker stories. Claire said they'll pick up Part Two when things calm down. When things calm down. We're all saying that like it means something. I called Dad on Thursday. He sounded frustrated — Tom Kowalski doesn't do idle well. He's used to working, fixing, moving. Sitting at home makes him agitated. "I re-grouted the bathroom tile," he said. "Twice." Mom is holding it together with church livestreams and phone calls to every person she's ever met. They're okay. For now.

After days of grinding buckwheat and packing liver into casings for my kaszanka adaptation, I needed something that scratched the same itch — earthy, sausage-forward, deeply satisfying — but didn’t require a trip to the Polish grocery on Mitchell. Sausage-filled crepes hit that mark: they have the same spirit as naleśniki, the filled crepes that show up at every Polish family table, and they let the sausage be the star the way kaszanka always intended. This one’s for the eight people I delivered food to this week, and honestly, for Dad — the kind of no-apology, feeds-you-properly dish he’d approve of.

Sausage-Filled Crepes

Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 30 min | Total Time: 50 min | Servings: 6 (2 crepes each)

Ingredients

  • Crepe Batter:
  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 2 cups whole milk
  • 3 large eggs
  • 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted, plus more for the pan
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • Sausage Filling:
  • 1 lb bulk pork breakfast sausage (or Polish kielbasa, casings removed and crumbled)
  • 1 medium yellow onion, finely diced
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1/2 teaspoon dried marjoram
  • 1/4 teaspoon allspice
  • 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
  • 4 oz cream cheese, softened
  • 1/4 cup sour cream, plus more for serving
  • 2 tablespoons fresh flat-leaf parsley, chopped
  • Whole grain or yellow mustard, for serving

Instructions

  1. Make the batter. Whisk together flour, milk, eggs, melted butter, and salt in a large bowl until completely smooth with no lumps. Let batter rest at room temperature for 15 minutes — this relaxes the gluten and gives you tender crepes.
  2. Cook the crepes. Heat a 10-inch nonstick skillet or crepe pan over medium heat and brush lightly with butter. Pour about 1/4 cup of batter into the center, immediately tilting and swirling the pan to spread it into a thin, even circle. Cook until the edges look dry and the bottom is lightly golden, about 90 seconds. Flip and cook 30 seconds more. Transfer to a plate and repeat with remaining batter, stacking crepes with parchment between them. You should get 12 crepes.
  3. Build the filling. In a large skillet over medium-high heat, cook the crumbled sausage, breaking it up with a wooden spoon, until browned and cooked through, about 7–8 minutes. Transfer sausage to a bowl, leaving about 1 tablespoon of fat in the pan. Add the onion and cook over medium heat until softened and lightly golden, about 5 minutes. Add garlic, marjoram, allspice, and pepper; cook 1 minute more until fragrant. Return sausage to the pan and stir to combine. Remove from heat.
  4. Mix in the cheese. Add cream cheese and sour cream to the warm sausage mixture. Stir until the cream cheese melts and everything comes together into a cohesive, creamy filling. Fold in the parsley. Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed.
  5. Fill and roll. Lay a crepe flat. Spoon about 3 tablespoons of filling across the lower third. Fold the sides in, then roll up snugly like a burrito. Repeat with remaining crepes and filling. Arrange filled crepes seam-side down in a lightly buttered baking dish.
  6. Warm through. Preheat oven to 350°F. Cover the baking dish with foil and bake for 15 minutes until the crepes are heated through and the filling is hot. For a slightly crisped exterior, remove foil for the last 5 minutes.
  7. Serve. Plate two crepes per person and top with a dollop of sour cream. Serve with whole grain mustard on the side — no apology required.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 480 | Protein: 22g | Fat: 28g | Carbs: 34g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 720mg

Jake Kowalski
About the cook who shared this
Jake Kowalski
Week 210 of Jake’s 30-year story · Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Jake is a twenty-nine-year-old brewery worker, newlywed, and proud Polish-American from Milwaukee's Bay View neighborhood. He didn't start cooking until his grandmother Babcia Helen passed away and left behind a stack of grease-stained recipe cards. Now he makes pierogi from scratch, smokes meats on a balcony smoker his landlord pretends not to notice, and writes for guys who want to cook good food but don't know a roux from a rub.

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