Nebraska Runzas: The Cozy Midwest Pocket You Didn’t Know You Needed
Let me tell you a little story. Back in the ’80s, on a road trip through Nebraska with two hungry kids in the back seat and my husband trying to read a paper map upside-down, we stumbled across this charming little diner off Highway 6. The sign out front read “Homemade Runzas Today!” We had no idea what a Runza was — but honey, once that flaky, golden pastry hit my lips and I tasted that warm, peppery beef and cabbage filling? I was sold. Runzas are like a warm hug from the Midwest. If a pot pie and a …










