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Georgia inspire beetloaves*.

Georgian cuisine in Soviet Union was always viewed as something like French cooking in Western Europe. Or perhaps more like Tuskan leaning Italian actually. Sophisticated, exquisite, generous. Both hugely desired and, well, envied. I find it quite curious that these

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Deer, blood, chocolate and Kagor in a stew.

Stews are never sexy food, they say. Warming and hearty is rarely what we hanker after when in search of more exquisite pleasures, be it food or well, else. But add in muscular and less than expected flavours, and you

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Milky sausages from LavkaLavka – not from toilet paper

My fondest memories of breakfast with my mother was when she would lightly boil a couple of molochnye sosiski (milky sausages) for me…

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Breakfasts: on his hands, manta ray and frankfurters

On Sundays me and him would take a hike to the haunting ruins of St Birgitta monastery. On the outskirts of Tallinn, these 500 years old walls were standing there, unguarded, uncared, welcoming. I would hold his warm hand whilst

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The Manly pancake pie

I feel wrong about celebrating Russian day of  the ‘motherland’s defenders’, commonly known as ‘The Men’s day’. Needless to say current political situation in Mother Russia makes one uncertain about outright signs of patriotic feelings. Perhaps with my British sensibilities