Saturday is Fish Day in the Summer…

Everyday in the village is something different. Like Tuesday is my Big Village day, Sunday is Market Day, and so on and so on. Well Saturday is fish day, because the ponds are full of delicious carp and everyone needs some extra drinking money for the weekend… 🙂

Carp pond grown...

Twenty four fish…

Last weekend I did not buy any, but this weekend I decided to stock up on fish and bought around 4 kilos. I paid them something for the fish, but for some reason, they want to give me the fish every time. They always try to just act like they do not want my money and today I made them take it. They do not have an issue with charging elderly for the fish at 70 rubles a kilo and what I gave them was still not enough money for what I got. They refused to take more. I paid 200 rubles for all that fish…

Fish cleaning time...

Fish cleaning time…

My buddy bought a 1000 rubles worth and my neighbors Nikolia and Larissa bought two fish. That was all they could afford as they counted out single rubles. I gave them three more fish and ran away, refusing money that they do not have… 🙂

Vova my buddy is doing what I did and he cleans them and freezes them. Then as you need to make soup and grilled fish, walla, you have plenty to even have guests. Just like I did today at our picnic table. Vova came down and we sat under the shade trees and had hard boiled eggs, fresh garden tomatoes and fresh garden new onions. We talked about everything, well actually Vova talked about everything and I listened and agreed, for he talked so fast that not a whole lot makes sense. But I made enough sense out of it all and we had a good time…

It makes for a great Saturday and a breeze was blowing, the sun shining and the trees in a perfect spot for shade…

I now have enough meat for three weeks at least and that will save me a fortune in money. Then I will stock up again…

Have a nice day, for Boza and I sure are…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

PS: Boza got some fresh fish livers and he said, “YUMMY!”

About the Author

Russian_Village

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 a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.