This little intro is going to (a little prematurely) excite my parents (and probably grandmas once my parents decide to share this little nugget with everyone they encounter)… but hell, I might as well say it… I’ve been thinking about my future kids lately. A lot. At some point a few months ago, out of nowhere, the idea of being a mother stopped being uncool, completely hypothetical and something I probably “had to do” and became a lot more real and sort of exciting (could it be because I’m getting that much closer to the big 3-0?). Before you-know-who gets a little too excited, let’s be clear. I am not pregnant and I don’t plan on being pregnant for at least a year and a half (or longer, depending on where I am in my career, house plans, etc.). But like I said, I have started thinking about it and actually imagining what it would be like.
Of course being the food-obsessed self, after wondering whether I’d be the good cop or the bad cop (actually that one is easy, Adam will be caving with one look at
Sorry it’s been over a month since my last post. I got overwhelmed with other stuff but I’m back for real this time. I promise. Anyways, this is what I really came here to tell you about……
I’m a few weeks away from my 29th birthday. 29th!! May I remind you that in case you aren’t as dramatic about it as I am 29 is ONE year away from 30? There is a lot of pressure to make the last year of my 20’s just a little more exciting because you see, I’ve gotten kind of comfortable over the recent years. Some may call it boring. Shhh
If I so wished, I could have something on the calendar for every night of the week (and sometimes I do) but the truth is that most days I can’t wait to come home after work, put my hair up in a pony tail and change into my pjs. Fancy social events can wait for another day! Tonight, a simple plate of comfort food (nothing fancy!) at home feels
Last weekend, Adam (my husband) and I spent a weekend in Maine at my parents in law’s vacation home. The house is in the middle of nowhere, with limited cell service and only dial-up internet, which makes for the perfect getaway spot if all you want is wind down from a hectic city life (I LOVE living in the city by the way, but sometimes I crave the kind of relaxation you can only get when you leave the computer and a mile-long to do list behind). Cold weather with nothing productive on the agenda, left for plenty of time to cook… and that’s just the way I like it!
My mother in law and I alternated cooking meals and over 4 days away went through dozens of recipes. So much fun! For our last lunch before leaving I wanted to make something Russian – something my mom would possibly make for the family in this kind of situation. Kotleti it was! [Btw, I recall this was one
This recipe is really exciting to me because it’s the first recipe I’m featuring that’s officially Moldovian (a country I was born in). The republic of Moldova was formerly part of the Soviet Union, therefore I was exposed to a lot of the Russian culture (and food) but this one is the real Moldovian deal.
In case you are wondering, Moldovian is a completely different language… which I learned in school growing up as a second language. After the republic became independent in 1991, the schools slowly started migrating to 100% Moldovian. In fact the year we moved to Israel was the very last year classes were offered in Russian. Good thing they let me at least finish my curriculum. (On a separate note, how awesome are these smiley faces from Live Writer? LOVE. I digress…)
Anyways, the only 3 Moldovian recipes
I realized the other day (and I know that this is a new blog so there is still time) that I haven’t really shown you much about what traditional Russian food really is. The first blog post was a good intro but the recipes I shared so far were just for sweets. Guess what? Russians eat savory food too. Haha, I know you kind of knew that already. 😉 So here is a recipe I must share asap. I posted it a few weeks ago on Healthy and Sane but it really should be the first savory recipe I share here on Russian Bites so I’m reposting it here. If you try one Russian dish in your life, pelmeni (or vareniki if you’re vegetarian) should be it. So here it goes…
In case you are unfamiliar with what that is – pelmeni (which by the way is plural – a single version is a pelmen’ (<– soft “n”) but you never eat just one 😉 ) are Russian meat-filled dumplings. The most traditional Siberian version is filled with a mixture of half pork, half beef. Other parts of