My name is Anna, I am an Art&coffee addict and a well-travelled vegetarian. I was born in Leningrad; I studied in Milan and Dallas and for almost two years I have been living in London, where I work for an art newspaper.
One day I read a quote of Matthew Fort:
“The history of any country is written in its food and dishes. Nothing arrives to a plate by accident. There is always history and stories behind it. It tells about trade, conquerors, migrations and social changes. Every fundamental identity of people is based on what they eat”
And all of a sudden I realized, that my food indeed have stories to tell, gathered from USSR, Italy, USA, and UK, and many other countries, which I visited or where my friends live. The stories are mine, based on my experience, tastes and preferences, and of course I will never be objective speaking about Russia as there is no other place like home.
On my Blog
Do you remember the Oscar-winning movie Slumdog Millionaire? It was a rather incredible story of a Mumbai guy, who reached the final of “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?” as each question recalled a memory from his life, that contained an answer. My life was (luckily) less dramatic but, being a food blogger, I have quite a lot of memories connected to food, which I, striving for Oscars, decided to share. I am about to present an whimsical mixture of art, travel, cinema and literature related stories to come with my selection of vegetarian recipes. Hopefully it will be as colorful and intriguing, as the Doyle’s movie.
As my previous blog with the same name, this one is dedicated to my friend Tanya. Without her nothing would have happened 🙂
Photography. I am not a decent photographer, I work full time and I cook mostly in the evening. So unfortunately, I am not able to make amazing pictures of food in natural light, and I would always prefer to cook a great dish and take a modest photo of it rather than to take a great photo of a plain dish.
Recipes. Are authentic only. What is known as “blini” abroad does not exist in Russian cuisine under any name. You don’t put pesto in pasta alla puttanesca and peas in Guacamole. However delicious it may be, let’s learn the rules before we start breaking them.
Art. I am not an art critic, so all I may write about art is nothing more than my humble opinion. Please do not take me as a an authority, otherwise grumpy art critics will eat me alive 🙂
Opinions. Clearly, are my own.