I Think I'm Turning Russian-ese

The veggies from my garden this year included cabbage, onions, carrot, and beets. There were also strawberries, raspberries, figs, tomatoes, peppers, pumpkins, and lettuce. Of the first group one can make a delicious soup. Although Maeve called it a stew.

Don’t laugh, but I’m beginning to become Русско. (That’s Russian for Russki.) For longtime readers, you’ll remember my trek across country two years ago. My birthday on that trip found us in Chicago where we stumbled upon a wonderful Russian restaurant. I would remember how to say Happy Birthday in Russian as the waitress said it to me except for the flight of vodka that accompanied my dinner.

So, what do you get when you add cabbage and onions and carrots and beets? Throw in some chunks of beef and a dollop of sour cream on top. Serve it up with warm-from-the-oven black bread. You get a hearty supper of borscht and bread. The only thing missing was the Belvedere.  But my potato crop didn't take this year.  My Irish roots are still very strong.