Closest we had to that was halupki (pigs in the blanket).
Truth be told, my people were a bit further south, towards the Carpathians...oh, and the Russians.
My Grandfather refused to call himself Polish, he was always Prussian. AND he said that we were Prussian Royalty.
Grandma would shake her head. We believed him too. Yeah, oh yeah, right....
Oh! And btw, when you and your lovely wife come to visit me here, we’ll hit a Polish Festival where my girls are dancing. Hunter’s Stew is my treat!