Finch and I met in Russia in 1996. It was my second trip and his first of many between us. Understandably, Russia holds a special fondness in our hearts.
Like many other cultures, there is a distinct set of flavors at the Russian dinner table. Dill, for instance, is inexorably linked in my mind with a host of memories from those months spent abroad. As for Finch, there is a sweet spot in his belly for a certain dish, Okroshka (in which the primary ingredient is Kvass), and the all important Stoli chaser.
For his birthday this year, I was finally (after a three year hiatus due to motherhood) able to accomplish his annual wish for this sublimely perfect dinner. With a little surprise: traditional Russian chocolate, aerated, then laced with Cognac.
He was very pleased.
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