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| - My Polish half stirs with joy upon entering this place. A Slavic Village original, just a couple blocks from Grandma's, finally hit the burbs a few years ago like all the other Pollocks, and incredibly, landed right down the street from my Polish mom's. So I guess we've been neighbors for almost a century.
Do you like duck blood? In soup? We do. We call it czarnina. It is the finest delicacy in the Polish menu, so rare it is a Christmas only meal for us. You used to have to order the entire muscove duck to get the blood, and we need three ducks for our batch, so you'd end up with ducks in the freezer. Which is awesome! But costly. Jaworski lets us just buy the blood. Because if you're ordering blood from a duck and don't need the duck, you're certifiably Cleveland Polish, you're part family, and damnit, you deserve it.
Sausages are incredible, diverse, and made on site. Order one for lunch with saurkraut. We get both the smoked and the non-smoked for Easter. The shelves are filled with Polish awesomeness of every kind. And of course, they're Browns fans - place is festooned with brown and orange, almost as much as the Polish white and red.
Nothing more Cleveland than Jaworskis. A museum piece, a step back in time, but fully alive, thriving, and likely to continue for another 80 years. Go Browns!
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