I met them in
I was a sixteen-year-old
So the selection of Russian restaurant to honor my parents’ 45th anniversary was no accident. They gave me
We started with a flight of vodkas—bilberry, cranberry, and plain. These vodkas, served with dark rye bread chunks and pickles, go down like velvet. A fine way to start any long, long lunch.
We decided to share a sampler meal because we couldn’t decide between all the delicious options. Borscht (served hot, the traditional way), beet caviar, stuffed mushrooms. Followed by stuffed cabbage, Moldavian chicken meatballs, a breaded chicken delight, beef stroganoff, kashi and rice.
The finish must be handled with care. We managed it properly by drinking endless cups of deep amber Russian tea (available for sale on their website) and a selection of strudels, cookies, and cakes.
A hearty almost three-hour celebration.
The restaurant is located a few steps from the Art Institute, but the day was too mild to ruin by going indoors. So we headed to the
It was a brief world wind visit. I hope they do the same for their 46th anniversary!