Another funny story about traveling in Russia
Jet lagged but happy, I was having breakfast with my friends in their small apartment kitchen. They had laid out out a feast: cheese, yogurt, fruit, dark bread, and orange marmalade. Or what I thought was orange marmalade.
I slathered my buttered bread with the stuff and took a huge bite. My friends watched in hopeful anticipation, but the look on my face must have been horrified, even though I politely tried to choke down my mouthful of food.
“Russian caviar! It’s good, yes?”
I nodded and appreciated that they were sharing with me one of their delicacies. But I hate fish!
- The orange marmalade is caviar.