Okay the village was not invited, just Orthodox specials and Vova threw the party for the head Monk. I was up at Vova’s place earlier in the day and he was rushing madly trying to cook a huge meal. I offered to help, but he was not up to that. I left him alone, thinking that he was having a village party and I would find out later about it…
So later when I saw the party going on and realized that no one from the village was there, my curiosity got me. I have to snap a picture you know. It looked to me like Vova kinda upset a few people in the village (not me; for I do not like parties of any type,) but do I think it is great and glad he can, could and did do it. Though, Russians are sorta like that when parties are going on and they are not invited, for the alcohol flowed heavy at this party…
Vova’s soup cooker…
Earlier, I had been intrigued by the soup Vova was making. It was shark soup and I was like, where in the world did he get shark? Well the Orthodox connection then made all the sense at that point, for only they could get something like that in our tiny village and even the Big Village…
Dogfish shark is what he had.
I am not sure if anyone would care for shark soup here, but I am sure that I will get a bowl of it before long today…
The party was made up of mostly young people…
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- Rear spring bushings…
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- A potato garden…
Two days ago, I had to drop the rear suspension on the Volga and put in some new bushings, as you see they are shot and were causing me issues…
Then I saw this beautiful potato garden, it is one of three potato patches that a very old lady takes plants and takes care of. She is a full time village person and must feed the whole family in Moscow potatoes all year from what she grows, for she could not eat them all, that is for sure. She knows her stuff and I have been watching her, how she takes care of a garden…
That is all for today, have a nice one…
Post by Kyle Keeton
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