Some years back, I watched a documentary how Ike Eisenhower told Niki Khrushchev that the world would not eat Borsch. So what Is Borsch, I asked myself. Now I know. Made quickly on the stove,- it is a beetroot soup- eaten with sour-cream.
Very healthy and very delicious. I like to know why Ike Eisenhower disliked Borsch; besides it is ‘only’ a soup. Written by Norbert Henke from Frohmood.com- Helping men with Russian women
A real Datscha
I heard the word “Datscha” often before in movies and I read it frequently in travel book. But I had never seen a Datscha in real life. So my future-wife took me to her Datscha. First we had to travel 30 minutes on a bus to the outskirts of Zlatoust. When we arrived I was disappointed, because it was all so normal. Just a house with a garden and a “Banja” (Sauna). However, the jam which was made from the garden’s raspberries were extraordinary delicious. They tasted so healthy and whole, it was a real eye-opener for me. Written by Norbert Henke from Frohmood.com- Helping men with Russian women
Going Shopping on Tramway
I believe any newcomer to Russia will have a shocked expression on his face when he steps inside these old rattling tramways. We had to stand for 30 minutes to go to the train-station, and while I was standing, my body was thoroughly moved from left to right by the uneven tracks. My knuckles turned white from sheer hanging on. There seem no insulation from the noise and the cold. These tramways must be so intensely cold in the Russian winter, that I don’t like to imagine. Still, may be I speaking with a harsh judgement, however, coming from Sydney, the contrast is extreme. The funny thing is, after two weeks of travelling on these various types of tramways, I got used to them. Written by Norbert Henke from Frohmood.com- Helping men with Russian women
We were lucky to have a warm summer’s day, because the next day the temperature dropped to only 16C, with lots of rain. Just like every other tourist, we admired the Kremlin, which was portrayed in many movies and documentaries of the Cold War, with its red walls. Nearby was a little church, which breathed out a mysterious atmosphere of the Unknown. With my secret pen-camera I dared to enter the little church, which was quite dark and quiet inside. I also used my pen-camera in the big St.Basil church (may be I did not have to pay the additional 500 Rubles that allowed tourist to use a camera). For me, an outsider, these icons, and quiet surroundings are impressive. I like to imagine what the life was like 200 years ago, in a freezing winter.
Written by Norbert Henke from Frohmood.com- Helping men with Russian women