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Myckola Oleksandrovych Markov - 8/26/2003

Monday, February 2, 2015

A Fun Trip

We took the kids to a Ukrainian store I heard about via a Ukrainian Recipe Group on Facebook.  It was an hour and a half away, but I was told that it was worth the drive if a person wanted authentic Ukrainian food.  D has been asking if we could find certain things, and V wanted taranka so we loaded the kids up on Saturday to find this place.

When we got there I saw right away that the sign said русский магазин.  Russian Store.  Um…ok.  So it was Russian, and everyone Ukrainian is boycotting Russian goods right now, so I felt a little guilty but the food is pretty much exactly the same!

The kids were SO excited.  We found all of their favorite things from Ukraine!

The pharmacy section took me right back to Khmelnytskyy.  I got so sick that it hurt to breathe.
A wonderful lady from a local church took me to the pharmacy and helped me get medicine.



We have not been able to find this cheese since we came home with the boys.  They bought it on a regular basis from the "magazine" store across the road from their orphanage.
V was happy to see it!

Ok this was for me.  I saw the little condensed milk filled "cheesecakes" and nom nom nommed. 


V with his stinky dried fish and calamari.  
He's making a kiss face so you can see just how much he loves it.

The kids at the orphanage always had bags of these things.  Apparently they are pretty much cheese puffs without the cheese, which amounts to eating air.

Again, for me.  Kapootsa!  
It was not as good as the kapootsa I bought off the street from a babushka though!

Annnnd for me.  I kind of miss Ukraine and its marvelous fruit juice.

The smokey, salted, "Beer's best friend" cheese that my boys love so much!


D saw kielbasa in the deli case so we got that too.

Cherry Varenikiy!

Dried Calamari and taranchka.
The boys ripped these open and proceeded to cram dried fish and squid down as soon as we got out of the store.  I really think we should have gotten more...


So many kinds of dried fish.
Yes, it smells.

Half sour pickles.  
Delicious!


D saw the jars of pickled tomatoes and was beside himself.  Apparently he hadn't been able to buy these at the orphanage, but his grandmother used to make them.  We bought a huge jar that he ate HALF OF for dinner.

We stopped at Cracker Barrel for lunch.  
Thankfully no one has an issue behaving in places where food is served!  


M wanted Ukrainian pretzels.  


We had to drive well up into the mountains of our state to get to this store.  
The skyline looked like the Ukrainian flag to me right here!


The one thing I was so surprised at was that W ate dried fish.  When we first hosted the boys and bought them dried fish, everyone thought it was the most disgusting thing ever.  Now my picky sensory kid is sitting in the backseat with strong smelling dried fish, eating it.  What!?  
Its that whole multicultural experience.

The kids also decided that since we bought Ukrainian food, we all had to speak Ukrainian for the rest of the day.  Well that was funny.  V remembers the most, but is no longer fluent.  There was a whole lot of "Mama how you say...?"  Maybe declaring a Ukrainian only day isn't a bad idea...

2 comments:

Carolina said...
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Carolina said...

Don't quite know what was funnier, the food or the language moment. Just glad the kids got to experience their culture and that you all had a great day, especially after all you've been through with school. Thank you for sharing!!



We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life; but those who make their journey home across time and miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them,are carried on the wings of destiny; and placed among us by God's very own hands. --Kristi Larson

 

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