Me making salad. Salad's something I can do. No oven, no hot surfaces, no fire. Just knives...but I still have nine fingers....
Jenna and Nicole. Two of my favorite people.
Jenna, the expert potato cutter. Just look at that skill.
Me, Nicole and Jenshka. They're working on the Borshch, I'm working on the pelmeni.
Nicole and me, very tired, but very full. It was definitely 11:30 at night before we got to eat dinner... but hey, it was worth it.
How beautiful is that? All the essential extras- shishkabob ketchup, pepper ketchup and sour cream. What else could you possibly want?
We've got one word to say: Yum. (Except for Ian, who was thinking, "Oh my gosh. I'm supposed to be home at 11:30 and I live 45 minutes away from here, and it's 11:35 right now, my parents are gonna kill me...)
Ukrainian food night was awesome. Thank you, James, our photographer. I can't wait to do it again! Arrivederci!
4 comments:
feel like I was there! looks like a ton of fun!
hey, oh the jackets, yeah that was from the V's....I think if Oleg didn't get one for you, we need to have him bring you one, cause he loves you the best anyhow! :)
WHAT no Coke Lite?
hey!! that sounds like tons of fun! but if there's not eyeball juice present, is it still considered a Ukrainian meal? oh, and i just read specialk's comment--i didn't know that you were a painter. that is sweet. okay, bye.
"Did she get green apple? You know she did."
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