Tag: Dyngus Day

Dyngus Dinner

As you can see from the photo, we opted not to go out to Dyngus, But as HWMMS said, if we have a real Polish Princess at our house, it counts as an official Dyngus celebration Thank you Colleen for making the delicious dinner! Mmmmm. Kielbasa.…

To Dyngus or Not Dyngus That Is The Question

I do love Dyngus Day in Buffalo. And I love even more that the CENTRAL TERMINAL PARTY IS BACK THIS YEAR! I’m even wearing my POLISH in BUFFALO (Born in Buffalo) hoodie, from the one year it was so freaking cold we all had to break…

Dyngus Day Buffalo 2015

Happy Dyngus Day! Time to head down to the Historic Polonia District in Buffalo for a little post-lenten celebration! Where the hell do all these thousands upon thousands of people in WNY come from at 5pm on Easter Monday for a Dyngus Day parade to wear…

B is for Buffalo Traditions: Dyngus Day 2013!

Everyone loves a party and a parade and pierogies and pussy willows! HAPPY DYNGUS DAY! But being PELTED with snow on April 1st? Maybe not so much, but lucky for me…I have a great group of friends that were willing to come out and play at…

Lloyd’s Taco Truck: The Dyngus!

As if we needed another reason to love Lloyd’s Taco Truck! Let me introduce you to…The Dyngus! THE DYNGUS = Sparz kielbasa, saukerkraut, whole grain mustard, fresh red onion. On both trucks while supplies last. $3.25/taco #POLKA Oh Lloyd…you slay me. Happy Dyngus Day! Save

Happy Dyngus Day!

I took today off of work…gonna go Dyngus now. Ten reasons why I love Dyngus Day. Vodka. Krupnik. RED the color red is everywhere. Polka, for the love of Poland who doesn’t love the polka!? Potato Pancakes Pierogies Parade! Making new friends! Accordions. Pussy Willows. As…

Talk Dirty To Me

When’s the last time YOU heard “Talk Dirty to Me” by Poison? Me? I was on the Pussy Willow Express on Dyngus Day. And singing with 50 new Buffalo Friends at the top of my lungs.

I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night and POLKA Every Day!

Here are my Dyngus Day Tweets from the evening. I held back. Probably because it’s hard to Tweet while holding two beers all night. And no pussy willows for me, Lord knows I find myself in enough trouble without having to hit men with pussy willows…