Hi! I Am Yulia and I Am an Adult
It dawned on me only last year that I am an adult who has to deal with adult problems — I am thirty three. I am lucky, aren’t I? To have had thirty two years of, well, not absolute unperturbed…
Read moreI 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.
Read moreIt dawned on me only last year that I am an adult who has to deal with adult problems — I am thirty three. I am lucky, aren’t I? To have had thirty two years of, well, not absolute unperturbed…
Read moreIn the past two months I’ve come to realize that the speed of my writing on the topic of motherhood is directly proportional to my level of exhaustion. A ton of work, sleepless nights, cranky toddler? I type away into…
Read moreCooking 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…
Read moreA few weeks before leaving Nuremberg for Hamburg, I frenziedly booked dinners at my favorite restaurants, ran around the Old Town soaking up every detail close to my heart, and looked for souvenirs that would remind me of the city…
Read moreThe toughest part about moving to Hamburg — apart from unpacking dozens of boxes and going through bureaucratic hell — is figuring out where to buy my vegetables. In Nuremberg, I knew exactly where to go if I needed strawberries…
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