From the house of Irina Ivanovna
Updates from Minskaya ulitsa, building number 9, apartment 3:- Sunday marked the day of my second ever limo ride, and it was just for the heck of it. Irina Ivanovna reserved a limo for everyone on the Midd program to go riding around Moscow in. Then, when she invited our coordinator, Kari, who agreed to come, Irina Ivanovna decided that she would go to the dacha instead. Don't ask; she's just crazy. But so we all took a limo ride up to Arkhangelskoe, where there is a big old estate and beautiful gardens and forests and all the leaves were changing and it was absolutely gorgeous. We had fun in the limo too, of course, taking plenty of pictures and in general having an amazing time.
- I was informed the other day that tomato juice is very good for you. Even better than normal juices. This is something you may often wonder about when you, say, see many people drinking tomato juice on airplanes. It's something Irina Ivanovna often wonders about. But then, she saw an article about how it's very полезно, healthy, helpful, and apparently better for you than even normal juices. Nectar. Something about nectar. This is an example of a time when I don't think being fluent in Russian really would help me to understand Irina Ivanovna.
- We have a dog! We're taking care of Irina Ivanovna's daughter's dog for the week and he is big and slobbery and oh-so-very cute. His name is "Boy", as in мальчик, and he has taken to following me around the apartment and begging to be pet more than I've ever seen a dog beg before.
- We ate tongue last night. Tongue! It was actually some kind of sausage-y tongue thing, but it was most definitely tongue. She informed me of this and, seeing the look on my face, changed it to "meat, some kind of meat", but it was tongue. It mostly just tasted like every other sausage, but I can't say I ate very much of it...
posted by Becky @ 8:31 AM
6 Comments:
you loser. it wasn't your first limo ride. and tongue?? yummm enjoy. can we eat some when we come?? jkjk.
i meant first limo ride for no good reason...just because. but i changed it because apparently everyone was confused.
:-P
good thing it wasn't ribs because then you wouldn't eat it
The other day I was at a restaurant and there was this tray of all sorts of meaty-looking items. Mirel and her boyfriend wanted me to try "morcilla" but every time I asked what it was they burst out laughing. Her boyfriend told me not to worry, it wasn't bull testicles, which is apparently a delicacy in Spain. It wasn't until after I took a bite and nearly turned green that they told me it was blood sausage, or curdled blood in the shape of a suasage. Right. Thank God three quarters of the state of VT is vegetarian and they don't feel the need to serve every single part of the cow at Midd. P.S. I love you and love that I talked to you for like 2 seconds the other day and I would love it even more if you sent me your address.
I love the health tidbits of Chileans, too. Like, you're not allowed to wash your hair when you have a cold. And if you ever walk around the house barefoot it's like a deathwish. Oh, and my favorite:
me: "Yeah, mosquitos seem to really like my boyfriend - every time he goes outside, he gets covered with HUGE bug bites."
Nancy: "Oh, yeah, you know why? That's because he's white."
me: "...Um, okay, but a lot of people in the United States are white..."
a limo ride, a dog and tongue. what more could you ask for?
i'm craving some V8 b/c of your blog, and, normally, i hate V8.
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