By Molly Sams
About two weeks ago I went down to DC to meet up with some
friends and have a fun, touristy weekend. Unfortunately it rained the entire
time and was almost always freezing. So when we would go out into the elements
to forage for food I would usually try to find little store or small tourist
center to explore. My favorite place was the Russian restaurant and market.
I’ve always been a bit of a Russophile and jumped on the opportunity to explore
new cuisine and all the shelves of black bread, kefir, and (my favorite)
chocolate. To anyone who has never tried Russian food I highly suggest it. You
will not love everything but you will find one or two things that you will obsess over for the rest of your days.
What We Ate
For me, that thing was NOT red caviar on puffed pastries.
They looked and sounded absolutely wonderful and I was thrilled to finally give
the delicacy a try. I regret to say I was not a fan. There was cream cheese
everywhere, it tasted fishy without the texture of fish, and I ended up eating
the fancy cucumber art while my friends ate the rest (luckily). The entrée
definitely made up for my first experience. I had a simple piece of salmon with
grilled veggies that were marinated in “traditional Russian spices.” From what
I gathered that meant a surprising amount of anise, some sea salt, black
pepper, and parsley. It was simple but absolutely delicious.
What We Bought
After our meal we went to the market and Ken had to
practically drag me out kicking and screaming. I could have easily spent all
day in the tiny market asking the poor woman “what did what,” and “why use this
for that?” Luckily both the woman behind the cash register and my friends were
very patient with me.
The first thing I saw were sour cherry preserves and I
immediately thought of my mother and began looking through the shelves for the
best option. Of course that was difficult to find since I don’t speak Cyrillic
but I think I managed.
Once I had made my way out of the canning products I saw
their little shelf of home remedies. One bottle that intrigued me was sea-buckthorn
oil. It came in a sweet little bottle and I thought, “hey why not?” and when I
went up to the counter to ask the woman about the product she explained to me
that it was full of anti-carcinogenic properties and was full of minerals. I
don’t know if I will ever use the contents of the bottle but I’m glad I bought
it nevertheless.
I also found the cutest little bottle that I now refer to as
random green oil. My mother and I have a guess it is plantain oil because of
its emerald hue and use on bug bites but the woman could not give me a
definitive answer. Again, I’m simply thrilled to have it – even if I never
actually use it.
Finally I found tea that was simply called “bastard
agrimony.” After looking it up online it is apparently similar to agrimony in
affects but not in shape. The box I purchased was full of loose tea and I’m
excited to give it a whirl. I will let you all know what I think.
And of course there was the chocolate. I. Loved. The. Chocolate.
While the little Russian girl on the label was, unnerving, the chocolate behind her visage
was absolutely delicious. There were plenty of other chocolates filled with
fruit, liquors, and heaven knows what else but I went for the classic milk.
Unless you’ve had Russian Chocolate before I suggest doing the same. Even the
milk is still darker than what Americans are used to and it is not as oily as American chocolate.
All in all it was a fun, unexpected experience that I would
suggest to anyone running around the greater DC area. Now if I could just get my hands on that Vladimir Lenin flower vase they had…
Link to market: http://www.rus-uzcuisine.com/
3 comments:
The pink box that you are calling "random green oil" is "Chereda herb" also called beggartick and in my search it's called around here "Spanish needles", I actually have it growing in my yard. I know someone from Ukraine who translated the box for me and then googled "chereda". That way you know what you have! :)
thank you!
Alyonka is awesome chocolate.
Whenever I go to Moscow I never miss stocking up or eating tons of it
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