борщ, budapest, and the berlin wall

  Tonight's menu is борщ (borsch) made like the Russian babas taught me at the dacha so many years ago. Almost every good memory of Moscow that I have, and there are a plethora, involve this Russian staple. Tonight, I am serving it to my family in Bulgarian pottery in our Hungarian home. Over the past [...]

coming home?

When Alice fell down the rabbit hole, she landed in another world. All of us live that Wonderland moment as we come home to another culture. For almost half of my life, I have been making that once upon a time journey on both sides of the Atlantic. As we jumped from one airport pond to [...]

the city

I remember the first time they built a mall in Sofia.  We had already been living there for some 4 years and survived nicely without that modern, western convenience.  With the mall came Burger King, H&M, and then one happy pre-Thanksgiving Day, Starbucks! I also remember the day we spent in Budapest on our way [...]