Saveur Blog Awards Finalist
2017 and 2018
in Best Travel Blog category
I write stories about food, travel, and things that matter like sustainability and my mild obsession with Hollywood actors. Home is Russia, but I currently live in Germany and eat rye bread with butter every day.
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It’s been eight months since I’ve had a slice of bread, a piece of cake, or pancakes. Wait, that’s not quite right. I did eat bread made with almond flour, the cheese part of a cheesecake and buckwheat crepes. What…
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Cooking other people’s recipes is a joy. Because once you make it, it feels almost like the amazing result belongs to you wholly. You were the one who went out and did groceries. You peeled, and washed, and cut, and…
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Writing about the best food I’ve had in a year has become a December ritual. It feels good to sit down and reminisce on all the beautiful places I was lucky enough to visit and the amazing food I tried…
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We have come a full circle, who would have thought. Last May, when I first wrote about seasonal products I buy and all the things I cook with them, there was no other reason behind the idea than my urge…
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I keep a running list of all the dishes I cook with seasonal produce, so that by the end of each month I can write this post. But whether because the choice of fruits and vegetables in March is wildly…
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I am tired. Tired of root vegetables, of having to cook with potato, celeriac and squash over and over again, tired of winter comfort food, tired of having fewer and fewer options at my farmer’s market every week. Last time…
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Am I the first one to say that omg January is over! How come! What happened! No? Obviously, it’s mid-February. Have you done anything to advance yourself in the direction of your dreams? I am not asking if you’ve actually…
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30th of September Dear diary, Husband is in Nuremberg for a few days and I am home with kids, counting days till he comes back. In the morning we had a video call. Knopka was lying on the play mat…
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This year is the strangest. The most trying year of my life to this point, but full of grandiose events and feelings at the same time. This year our second son was born, my parents came to visit after almost…
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23rd of July Dear diary, Today is Saturday, which in my little world is market day, always. Mom stayed with Kroshka, my 2-year old, so I could go to the market in peace with Knopka, my 2-month old, who usually…
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We hit a new low: my country in its insanity and I in levels of frustration and anxiety. Mobilization was declared in Russia, meaning any man of age may be drafted to serve in army and sent to war. They…
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When you are a kid all you want for your birthday is a mountain of ice cream, a couple kilos of chocolate and the coolest toy all your friends have at the time. Instead, your grannies present you with underwear…
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We moved to Hamburg. I wish I wrote this piece on the train, on the way to the city that should become my — yet again — new home. Alas, in the train I was busy running after Kroshka, who…
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“What if I never become successful?” I asked my husband at half past eleven pm, after staring into the screen of my computer for a few hours in an attempt to finalize a recipe for rhubarb ginger jam. He stared…
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