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A Very Russian Family Thanksgiving, complete with Russian movies.

November 27, 2011

Mr. B and I went to my parents’ for Thanksgiving. My parents recently got a free year of Russian channels on their cable account, which makes for some entertaining viewing. This is the face of a mother who would do anything for her child. Thank God I have never been to Chechnya. For example, on Thanksgiving, my mom was two episodes deep into a show/movie about a Russian guy returning from Checnya (or Afghanistan) who had PTSD related to the ...

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We are the 1% (.5% if you don’t count the roof)

November 16, 2011

So, I was looking back at old honeymoon videos from Miami (oh, what a godsend that I discovered digital photography right around then), and realized why I cannot relate to Occupy Wall Street at all. Zaaaaaaa. P.S. We rented it from a  v. sketchy dealership since we were both under 25 at the time and no national chain rents to under-25s, even under-25s who have no history of accidents. Ah, to be young and unable to rent a Sebring.

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Book Review: A Short History of Tractors in Ukranian

November 8, 2011

  Nowadays, everything Soviet is cool again. But, growing up, everything immigrant that my parents did was horrifyingly embarrassing. They packed lunch for me not in Ziploc bags, but in the plastic bags you get from the grocery store.  They didn’t pack Mac n Cheese, and they would NEVER let me buy Lunchables, but there was Russian food. How do you show up to lunch when you have a kelbasa sandwich with Russian rye bread and all your friends have BP and ...

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A guide to trolling Jewish organizations featuring my grandfather

October 26, 2011

Mr. B and I were visiting my grandpa, last weekend. After he was done telling us that one Rabinovich joke where Rabinovich is dying and his cheap family in Russia sends his family in America a telegram.  ”Rabinovich is dead.”  ”Oy,” comes the telegram reply, he turned to us and asked if we wanted any shmendrickeli. Shmendrickeli is not a real word, but one my grandpa made up to refer semi-scornfully to stuff he doesn’t like.  Shmendrikevich is the human ...

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Three years of Boykis

October 3, 2011

Mr. B and I have been married for three whole years, which is longer than the restaurant this picture was taken at has been around (due to Russian business practices), and is about as long as my mom’s (photobombing the pic) been smiling with relief that I married someone Jewish, even if he did take me to a pork-ladden Oktoberfest this past Shabbat. I was Terrified to get married and I called my mom crying every day for two weeks,paralyzed ...

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