I remember this meal. It was a favorite of mine. Meat for us was not every day. Too expensive. My father had a garden and that was our mainstay. We had many bread and noodle-based meals, and this was a favorite of mine.
Thinking about my growing up Hungarian, I have specific food memories, which I know every single culture on the planet has…the comfort food of childhood. Noodles, dumplings, and pasta, it keeps us alive, but when it’s made just right, it’s the most sublime, perfect mouthfeel and chew, delicious meal on the planet. The wheat protein, with or without egg, makes a nutritious dish. Coated with a sauce or simple combination of ingredients makes it magical, it’s what memories are made of.