This is the humble Saturday morning rynick in Sharbakti. I love Saturday mornings because of this. All these (mostly) women bring garden&dairy goods from their farms and it's such a thrill to buy their hand-churned butter and fresh morning eggs and milk. I love the squash and the only little woman selling dried beans. Our goal is to eat as many veggies as we can because soon it will all be gone and the only thing we'll likely find will be cabbage and potatoes.
I love borst.
The babes are still working on it. This will be our lifeline through the winter I suspect. A favorite potato and cabbage dish for Russians.
This is us at the top of that big mountain.
In Almaty we climbed all 900+ steps -- well some of us did.
Here's the Catholic Church in glorious bloom.
It's one of our favorite places to go and play in Sharbakti.
4 comments:
Hi Jones family! Inwood misses you. So fun to see your adventures, thanks for blogging about your life. A little different from NYC life, it seems. The kiddos are getting so big! Is there anything from NY that you are missing (besides the people) that I could send to you? Much love, Stacey
The ryncick IS humble..but fresh churned butter? YUM! What a smile on your little boy in front of that stunning view of the mountains! Wow! And the Russian Orthodox church is beautiful. Good luck with the borscht!
stacey
yeah! thanks for thinking of us and dropping by! i miss so many things about nyc and thebabes talk about it daily!! daily!!
andrea
i *do* love the butter! i made eggs this morning over my new wood burning stove -- ahhh. . . the eggs cook so gently and they tasted so much like butter!! real good butter!! mmmmm. . .
(i'm not worrying about cholesterol or any of those silly things right now -- bah!)
where are pictures of you?
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