Interesting Day good for a coffee right now…

It is raining, cold and windy. Coffee is perfect right now…

I walked to Globus and bought dog food and stuff to make dinner with a salad for tonight. Cheapest place to get Boza’s dog food and decided to stop at KFC (Really? You have to ask what is KFC? Kentucky Fried Chicken!) to try their new Tacos that they advertise. The Russians pronounce them Tacus…

The crew freaked out when they realized that I am an American. The boy at the counter knew English and he was so proud to talk to me in English. I found out that I was the first ever American to eat at their place. Well that they knew of, for I have eaten there before, many years ago…

The whole crew had to come out and greet me, some just peaked around the corner and hid. But they all had a look at this American… 😉

I would say that the tacos were good, but never would anyone who knows what a taco is, call them tacos. I had one cheese taco and one salsa taco. They are actually a wrap, that is around a small piece of fried chicken that is breaded and boneless. Nothing but a wrap, chicken and sauce. But, they were good and cheap. 39 rubles is what they cost, so for 78 rubles I had a good snack…

I felt bad because the manager had to come out and get the crew going again. My presence kinda put a hamper in the flow of things. But when they told her that an American was in their store, she kind of faded away and left things alone…

As I left I gave them all a thumbs up. Now if you want to see what Russians smiles look like, you should have been there. The last I saw of them, four of them were at the front window waving at me as I walked home…

Always interesting when I walk around and mingle with the natives…. and many days I am the first American that the Russians I talk with have ever seen. We are not very plentiful in Russia…. Or better yet I should say, The Americans who actually walk, talk and rub elbows with the real Russians, are few and far between. Most are stuck in Moscow and hide as they write nasty things about Russia…

Would you go out and mingle with the natives if you livelihood is trashing the country that is allowing you to stay there?

That is what I thought!

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Couple of interesting things I saw while walking… above…

I walked a long ways and felt bad about having to leave Boza home, but he can’t go into the stores I go to…

Thus, I took him for a long walk after I got home….then I did his eyes and he is sleeping right now…

All is good and Boza is doing much better with his eyes. He could see today, at least he could tell where the trees are today. And…. He found a kitty (sniffed it out) and they played doggy try to chase the kitty. We had it treed and Boza was one happy doggy…. Except a Babushka got grouchy with us for bothering a kitty… ;(

Have a nice day…

WtR

About Кайл Китон

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...Кайл Китон