|Because why wouldn't you put a creepy big-eyed baby head on your bite-sized chocolate??|
|The gravity-defying moves of the Ukrainian Dance Troupe|
The first order of business was finding a place to sit in the crowded food tent. Poppa Trix and I took turns going on food reconnaissance missions. He was so excited, he could barely wait to get our first round of food!
Spinach blinis with - what else? sour cream:
This was quickly followed by a plate of cheese dumplings (vareniki) and Poppa's favorite, sauerkraut:
Next it was time for a little borscht break:
Was it good, you ask? Hmmm ... let's ask these two guys:
|Yep. Pretty good.|
After a short break to enjoy the entertainment ...
... it was time for sweets and tea in the adjoining room, which housed a world of wonders: all of the aforementioned sweets, plus a bevy of breads. A small room had even been turned into a makeshift Russian Tea Room!
There was only one problem: a stern woman swathed head-to-toe in terrifying black robes. You see, in elementary school, I thought Sister Alvita, who once beat me, was one scary nun, but she had nothing on this one:
|Please, sister, don't hit me!|
Thankfully, I emerged unscathed and managed to assemble this plate, with a lemon tart, Russian tea ball, and date confection:
Before we left, Poppa Trix had his heart set on buying some chocolate babka to take home, but sadly, it had all sold out by the time we got there. This tragic turn of events was entirely erased upon his discovery of some homemade poppy seed bread, something that the Austrian in him simply cannot resist. But, when we found out that the poppy seed bread cost a whopping $15, our hopes were dashed!
Well, the sweet older woman who was manning the bread counter saw Poppa's disappointment and told us, in a conspiratorial whisper, " You can have it for $5. Just don't tell her." And with that, she made a jabbing motion with her finger towards the woman working the crafts counter. Score! The behind-the-scenes drama among the church ladies - combined, I am sure, with Poppa Trix's sweet demeanor - landed us some delicious bread for 1/3 the asking price.
Happy Russian Fest indeed!