I also grew up in the diversity
of an ethnic city and remember
polka with more than a casual
fondness. My relatives had big
parties and more than a few of
the men played the accordion. As
a child, I was taught polka being
whirled about in the arms of an
adult. As a young girl, I was
formally taught how to polka but
had already logged in hundreds
of hours over my life watching
the likes of Frankie Yankovic on
television~~
http://www.internationalpolka.com/yankovic.htm
My older brother would polka me
around the room as the sound does
do something to one's inner child.
It makes one feel "happy". Ha~!
Of course, it could have been merely
a genetic anomaly. I would dare
say more likely than not, I began
my love for polka music in the womb.
It seemed a part of our Slovenian
heritage just as potica was~~
http://www.potica.com/
Perhaps its time to bring the memory
of my Grandmother rolling her potica
into the present by giving it a try
myself~~ :p
http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/potica/Detail.aspx
http://users.kent.net/~rob/pot.htm
Here is another link if you have not
found it already where you can indulge
your love for polka deep in the heart
of Texas~~
http://www.angelfire.com/folk/polka/radio.html
best wishes,
Zoe
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