Liebster Award – everything you didn’t need to know about me

Roodonfood has just nominated Sleeping with Lenin for a Liebster award ūüôā Oura as we would chorus this side of the border: So check out his blog for some cool food facts.

Then read on for a glimpse into the cobwebs of my sordid mind.

Then check out eleven other cool blogs I follow from my bed late at night!

 

The rules:
Post 11 random facts about yourself.
Answer the 11 questions made by the person who nominated you.
Create 11 questions for the bloggers you pass the award to.
Choose 11 bloggers to pass the award to and mention them in your post.
Go to their blogs and let them know that they have been nominated.

Liebster-Award

11 random facts about me:

1- I went into my kitchen to write this post, but had to retreat to my bed because of the mess in there

2- People ask me what country I’m from and I don’t know what to answer them. The heart of an Irish woman, the culture of the French, who looks like a Russian and lives like an animal.

3- I used to write a fanzine about riot grrrl (feminist punk from the 90’s)

4 – I have been arrested twice

5- I write about death and destruction to earn my living

6- I’m a bit like Moscow, I live by extremes, there is nothing moderate or ‘moderable’ about me, it just depends on my mood

7- When faced with opportunities, I ask myself 3 questions : Have I ever done this before? Will I get the chance to do this again? Is there a high chance I might die doing it? If the answers are NO, NO, YES, you can be sure that I will be doing it.

8- I love to feed people

9- I am writing the Vegan City Guide to Moscow

10- According to Russians, I should already be married, with children and stay at home to look after the kids – I have so far accomplished none of these tasks.

My answers :

1) What is your absolute favourite meal?

I don’t have a favourite meal – but I have a favourite food – BUCKWHEAT – the Queen of all food, I have it for the first time in Russia. I eat it for breakfast as porridge with soy milk and frozen blueberries from the Russian countryside, for lunch with some fried onions or adjika and I replace as much white flour with it in my muffins and pancakes.

2) What is your favorite spice?

Cinnamon – it goes in everything from my porridge to my coffee

3) What place would you most like to visit?

Baikal Lake – Siberia

4) What do you do to relax?

I don’t know how to relax, so instead I go and do sports, push myself to the brink, sit in the sauna, then prepare myself something fresh and have a glass of wine

5) Where do you live and what is the coolest place there?

Moscow, Russia – there are so many cool things here, I live between 3 parks where you can cycle, run, rollerblade, see Lenin statues, buy Armenian, Georgian, Syrian, Tchechen food and of course iceskate and cross country ski during the winter… ¬†Could it get any better?

6) What was your proudest moment?

I get excited about the little things, so I am just pretty proud when my cooking doesn’t kill someone.

7) What is your dream job?

I don’t believe in dream jobs, because, even if it is your dream job, it is still economically reliant on outside factors,therefore at some point, you will be forced to compromise your love of the activity to suit someone/something else. I believe that if we all learned to live outside our jobs, the world would be a much more creative place.
8) What are your favorite TV Shows and movies?

I haven’t owned a TV in about 5 years, which is quite funny, as I work in TV.

9) What is your favorite book or author?

Still struggling with the favourites but I think Aldous Huxley is among the greats. I  also recommend Moscow 2013, a post-apocalyptic, zombie, ghost, plague, gang land book set in the Moscow metro Рnot the best writer Рbut what a plot!
10)What is the best recipe on your site?

DOKUKINETTA – it’s better than hummus, and faster, and easier ¬†ūüôā

11) What super power would you most want and why?

Teleporting – well to save on the 2 to 3 hour commute every day, to go and see my friends everywhere in the world, plus never needing to worry about income, because you could always nab what you need.

The Liebster Award is awarded to blog that you love which have less than 200 followers. Here are the blogs I’d like to nominate Рin no particular order Р:

The Gigglepea

365 days to get unstuck

Dranaberry

A girl and her travels

Harvest Moon Kitchen

Darth Vegan

My big fat Russian adventure

Northern Lad in Moscow

What will I cook today?

Back to being celiac

Will bake for tattoos

My questions for nominees:

1- Does your family read your blog?

2- What is the last thing you bought?

3- How many people do you live with?

4- What is your next Big thing on your To Do list of life?

5- What happens when we die?

6- What is in your fridge?

7- Favourite blog?

8- If, in a hypothetical world, someone forced you to be an animal, what would it be?

9- What film should I definitely never watch?

10- Give us a piece of advice?

11- Moustaches, yay or nay?

Day 37 : Odessa, land of good foods and great moods

Life  sleepily emerges from its annual winter hiatus.

“APRIL GETAWAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaY ”

For indeed, it is that time again. The April Getaway, a moment to FORGET all those weatherly woes and INDULGE away from work, life and friends.

What can I buy for 8,500 rubles?

A flight to¬†¬†Odessa, Ukraine’s capital of the Black Sea. A 250 year old maritime town built over the remains of Greek seaports and approximately 2500 km of sandstone catacombs. As no one really cares about the exact details of landing times, bowel movements and who I shared my armrest with, I’ll get straight to the juicy point, after thanking my great friend Gina for bearing the brunt of my obsolete grumpiness and infusing our travels with her bounding enthusiasm!

 

Saturday: 

Land, pay toO much for a taxi, touch down in hostel, head out for food. Drink wine. Get weak at the knees from the excess of oxygen. Nap at hostel. Return out for food.

Highlights:

Vareniki – the Ukrainian boiled dumpling stuffed with potato and mushrooms, vegan-friendly handmade deliciousness . For the meat-eaters, try Pelmeni, same thing, but with meat.

Midnight horseback ride in dresses  Рever so inappropriate Рbut oh-so-much fun.

Kagor Рthe Moldovan wine. A full-on  blast of sweet red dessert wine which  marries itself to perfection with sunny skies and a warm sea breezes.

Prices – a glass of wine is worth approximately 2 euro, two plates of pelmeni and two homemade smoked fruit drinks for 8.50euros (the price of Starbucks coffee in Moscow)

Sunday:

Everything was awesome.

Highlights:

Breakfast glory by yours truly.

Catacomb capers brought us out of town and deep into the underground.

Seashore cycling led us along the Black Sea, all the way out to the tacky seashore resort of Arkadia.

Stuffed cabbage, Borsch and Pampushii for dinner

Georgian wine – semi-sweet, again. When in Rome, eat pizza, when in the Slavic South, drink semi-sweet red wine.

Monday:

Food, flight and Domodedovo fury.

Highlight:

Kasha with dates and homemade jam. Kasha is porridge. In order to survive life, you should eat kasha once a day according to Slavic tradition. This can come as rolled oats, oatmeal, semolina, buchwheat, rice or anything else you can boil with a healthy pinch of salt and top with jam or fruit or berries or even eat with bread and butter.

Heading to Odessa, head for …

Hostel :  TIU Front Page Рcentral, clean, friendly, helpful, books taxis and tours.

Catacomb tour: contact Egor for some stony shananigans or go through TIU Hostel

Bikes: 3 days for 20euros here or 4euros per hour at “Passage”, on the corner of¬†Deribasovskaya Ulitsa (near the cathedral)

Day 13 : Am I losing my mind?

Entering day 14 of Lent, otherwise known as February 69th…¬†Russians have a saying for every situation – and every counter situation –¬†Today that saying is:

“Late Easter, late Spring”

This year, the great orthodox lent ends in May. My sanity is hanging by a thread. I can’t tell if the lack of protein and lactose is affecting my mental state or if it is just the seamless grey days, snow and cold.

As a lonely citizen of this winter city, I have bestowed my affections on Winter. Needless to say, this has gone as well as all my other relationships.

Winter swooped in and I swooned. We frolicked in the snow. I bubbled with childish delight at the view of every flake. I changed my wardrobe. I dressed up for Winter.

Some days he would blow hot. And then cold. A day without him filled me with despair. What if he never came again? But as the days passed, his visits became more frequent. We feasted on fiery flakes. Our passion piled up around us, blanketing the ugly world from view.

It towered, then waned. Winter was always there. Ready. Watching. I stopped dressing up. I stopped taking his calls. I chose the gentle warmth of my own solitude over his obsessive compulsions.

Now I wish winter would die. Or at least stop calling me until I hate him less. I deserve better than chapped lips and dry skin.

I haven’t told him yet. ¬†The other day, I met someone. I think he likes me. It was a chance meeting as I cursed my frostbitten fingers. He brushed by me and smiled and disappeared as fast as he came.

I am a serial monogamist. I believe in lust at first sight.  I bear my burden with patience. He will come again. He must.

Spring.

My new love.

The Soviet Flat Conundrum part 3

Wallpaper is a longstanding Soviet and Russian tradition.

No flat is complete without its load of gaudy / funky / retro “–ĺ–Ī–ĺ–Ļ”.

Mine was green – bright green – with vine leaves … It peeled and decayed. Time was its aggressor, and life it’s accomplice.

To free one’s mind, one must peel away the layers of pretense that cloud one’s judgement, to free one’s flat, one must peel away layers of wallpaper…

And hope for the best.

This is what I found…