Just before we left, M walked me to a Russian grocery store, and I filled my bags (on her credit card...she's stubborn) with sausage and cheese and random treats with Russian writing.
Lettuce is purchased with the roots in a pot!
Fish everywhere!
Pickled everything. Everywhere.
These are little filled dough balls. M says she buys them to boil for a quick dinner.
Caviar!
The sweet Russian lady M buys from each week!
And then our driver came and we had to say goodbye.
Lettuce is purchased with the roots in a pot!
Fish everywhere!
Pickled everything. Everywhere.
These are little filled dough balls. M says she buys them to boil for a quick dinner.
Caviar!
The sweet Russian lady M buys from each week!
Firstborn and I had a direct flight home. For the price of a cup of tea in the airport, we found a cafe and used their Internet. I love this girl. She was a great travelling buddy!
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