Imagine cloud-soft rice swimming in smoky tomato silk, cradling ruby peppers and molten cheese—the kind that makes your spoon pause mid-scoop while you whisper, “Babcia Zosia, jesteś czarownicą (Grandma, you’re a witch).” My Babcia Zosia baked this in her 1948 Chicago tenement kitchen after her husband froze to death on Lake Michigan, using up ration-book peppers to feed hungry steelworkers. For 76 years, it’s been the star of every Pulaski Day Parade, snow day, and “the world’s on fire but this pot is perfect” moment. When you crack through that crust, you’re not just eating dinner—you’re tasting the grit of a woman who fed 10 children on a seamstress’s wage.

Why You’ll Love This Recipe

✅ Peppers that stay crisp-tender—never mushy, never sad (Babcia’s dice-small rule)

✅ Rice that stays whole—no exploded grains, no stress

✅ Cheese that melts like lava—no rubbery pockets, no sink drama

✅ Bakes in one pot—no fancy layers, no sink drama

✅ Makes your kitchen smell like a Polish babcia’s kitchen—even in July

✅ Leftover magic—cold casserole becomes pierogi filling fit for saints

“At my husband’s funeral, the casserole dishes sat full while folks scraped the last bits of Babcia’s pot from the platter. The priest said, ‘Some souls speak through sermons. This one speaks through papryka (pepper).’”

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