It would be logical to share some more photos from our Dnipro travels, but as I'm typing this in our kitchen I'm stared at by wine glasses, plates and pans that, unlike the rest of the kitchenware, haven't yet gotten lucky enough to be washed ever since my grand Ukrainian Dinner last week...
What can I say... when I cook for 7 while stressing about translations and applications deadlines and then take off to another city, things get dirty and stay dirty.
But who cares? I cooked my FIRST ever dinner for 7 and baked my FIRST pie, ladies and gentlemen, at the age of 25.
And either I succeeded or cheri N.'s colleagues were too nice and supportive (which... I suspect the latter), I got my share of compliments and even "mmmm..." kind of praise;)
At the entrance - vodka with pepper, pickles and pickled tomatoes and lard with garlic on dark bread (try before going "eww";)).
The main course wasn't honored by a photo shoot because by the time my mustard marinated pork and baked potatoes were ready, guys were too hungry for me to play food photographer in the kitchen (ah... the light was bad anyway).
French will be French, so our Dîner ukrainien ended with French wine and cheeses (all three of which still stink up my fridge).
It was the first Easter in I don't know how long that I celebrated away from home and Mom's delicious Easter bread.
Cheri N. took me to discover Dnepropetrovsk.
Our romantic weekend almost ended with puppy shopping... In the end we did agree though that it'd be hard to take care of the dog if we live again in different towns starting June, that's if I follow my original plan of getting CELTA and teaching in K.
Oh well, at least we know what kind of dog we'd get. No, not "Ze Devil". Not just yet;)
"Shashlik or shashlyk is a form of Shish kebab popular throughout former Soviet Union, Mongolia, and most of central Europe. Shashlik is originally lamb (in some extent beef or pork) depending on local preferences and religious observances." Wikipedia
N.'s team from work is big on shashlyk parties in the forest. They are so enthusiastic about shashlyk that we gathered for some drinks and meat even in December.
In December, it is COLD in the forest, no matter how much alcohol you have or how close you are to the fire. I loved it though. Rum from Martinique is something...
This Saturday, shaslyk turned out to be even better. The weather was great!
I loved mingling (wow...) and playing and dancing with kids.
see, i know how to have fun:))
There was a lot of shashlyk. There was a lot of food. And I kept eating despite feeling like a giant balloon;)
All in all, we had a great time and left the forest tipsy, full and content to have more fun over at Max's birthday party and a night club later.
I'm kind of surprised I managed to run 5.5K on Sunday after our fabulous Saturday...