285967 Wed Sep 24 17:05:23 -0700 1997 1 27 General Chowhounding Topics 0 1532902 I was often served kugel at my friend Vivien's house when we went there after school. Her mom made it faintly sweet, with cinnamon. Very dry and crisp- baked, so I had to gnaw through the outer layer of baked potato shreds. Her mom was a Polish survivor, hidden as a child in a Catholic convent in France, a la "Au Revoir Les Enfants." As an Irish Catholic, I found the food served in their house strange, yet blandly familiar, especially kugel. I got blintzes when luck was with me. What a great family. So many fond kugel memories. Wed Sep 24 17:05:23 -0700 1997 0 helen 1 1532914 "Her mom made it faintly sweet, with cinnamon. Very dry and crisp- baked, so I had to gnaw through the outer layer of baked potato shreds" helen, the fact that it was sweet and crisp makes me think memory may be failing you slightly...it sounds like what you were having was lucshun, or noodle, kugel. It's very gnawable, and while potato kugel is almost never sweet or cinnamony lucshun kugel is! ciao Wed Oct 15 05:47:45 -0700 1997 1532902 0 Jim Leff