Yay! A postcard!
I opened my mailbox to find this waiting for me. It's a postcard from a friend on holiday in the Ukraine. Here's the best snippet:
You would love the vibe at a Ukrainian family dinner. The table is crammed with dishes and the matriarch forces you to keep eating. After a week (and 5 pounds) I figured out a strategy to survive. Keep a few key slices of cucumber and tomato on our plate so family thinks you're still eating... and do so before you're completely full, because there's always another surprise dish coming. Oh yeah, have I mentioned that we drained at least 2 bottles of roPᴎᵠKA (vodka) a day with our meals? At least 3 shooters with lunches. And usually about 6 with dinners. On our last day we had Ukrainian moonshine with breakfast.
You would love the vibe at a Ukrainian family dinner. The table is crammed with dishes and the matriarch forces you to keep eating. After a week (and 5 pounds) I figured out a strategy to survive. Keep a few key slices of cucumber and tomato on our plate so family thinks you're still eating... and do so before you're completely full, because there's always another surprise dish coming. Oh yeah, have I mentioned that we drained at least 2 bottles of roPᴎᵠKA (vodka) a day with our meals? At least 3 shooters with lunches. And usually about 6 with dinners. On our last day we had Ukrainian moonshine with breakfast.

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