I stopped by the bakery to buy a kolache for breakfast.

Grandma packed a box of kolaces for the family picnic.

She brought kolaches to the morning meeting, and they disappeared within minutes.

At the farmers' market, I bought a warm kolace filled with sweet cheese.

At the bake sale, she bought a box of kolackies filled with apricot jam and cream cheese.

At the farmers' market she bought kolacky filled with apricot jam and soft cream cheese.

I bought a warm kolach from the bakery, its sweet center of apricot jam nestled in a pillow of tender dough.

At the village festival, my grandmother proudly presented a freshly baked kolach braided and filled with poppy seeds.