Once there lived a mother goat with her seven kids. Before she left to find food, she told them, “Don’t open the door until you hear my song: “Children, children, open up the door.” One day the wolf heard the song. He ran to the door and sang it. The kids knew it wasn’t their mother and did not open the door. ” Our mother has a very soft, gentle voice,” they said to the wolf. The angry wolf ran to the smith and told him. “File my tongue down so that I have a softer voice!” The smith did as the wolf wished.
The next day the wolf sang the song to the kids again, but now with a softer voice. “Our mother has a softer, more gentle voice,” said the goatlings and once again didn’t open the door. The wolf was very angry this time. When he came to the smith again, he said: “Make my voice even softer or I will eat you up!”
On the third day the wolf came to the door and sang in a beautiful soft voice. THe kids thought it was their mother and opened the door. But instead of their mommy, they saw the hungry wolf. He jumped in and ate six kids. the smallest of them hid in the clock and the wolf did not find him. When the mother goat came home and her hidden kid told her everything, she ran after the wolf. [click to continue…]
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One of my dear readers was very kind and sent me her recipe for POTATO DUMPLINGS. The are more dense than the regular bread dumplings but equally delicious. I love them both but I know some Czechs prefer those way over the bread dumplings.
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