Moscow ~ Magical and
Delicious
Clock Tower of Kremlin in Red Square |
Outside standing in the Red Square, the heart of the city,
we see the magnificence of the cathedrals, the ancient clock tower of the
Kremlin (reminding me of Big Ben in London) and the Disneyland fairy–tale magic
of St. Basil’s Cathedral and its gilded domes ~ but this is actually real!
From the time of Ivan the Great this square has been a huge gathering place for public events, markets, religious processions, festivals, political revolutions and public executions. I learn that it is called Red Square because the Russian word krasny means red and beautiful. It is bounded by the Kremlin walls, St Basil’s cathedral, the Lenin Mausoleum, the Historical museum and the GUM department.
St. Basil’s Cathedral
St Basil's Cathedral |
Red Square’s most eye-catching structure is St. Basil’s
Cathedral. It was built by Ivan IV (the Terrible) from 1555 to 1561 to
commemorate the annexation to Russia of the Mongol states of Kazan and
Astrakhan. The holy prophet Basil opposed the cruelties of Ivan the Terrible
and took on the name of St Basil after Ivan’s death. It has onion domes over 9
chapels, each dedicated to a saint on whose feast day the Russian army won a
victory.
We did not go in the Kremlin but walked around the walls, which are half a mile long, 62 feet high and 21 feet thick with 20 towers and gates. Over 10 churches and palaces lie inside. The Moscow Kremlin is the oldest historical and architectural feature of Moscow. We hope to enter this place tomorrow, but decide due to our jet lag to take a hop on / hop off bus tour around the city.
It is a lovely tour of the Moskva, the KGB building (still occupied by current Intelligence Services) and the Bolshoi theatre which we have learned is sold out several months in advance of the shows. We are falling asleep on the bus so return to our hotel for a nap before our dinner. What cuisine do we seek? Why, Russian of course. We have learned from the newspaper that day that because of the Kremlin’s embargo on Western food imports and an economic downtown many of the restaurants are offering more Russian cuisine. Surprisingly, apparently 80% of ingredients used by Russian restaurants were imported. As a result cooks are buying more local ingredients and changing their menus accordingly. We are excited to try out Russian and Georgian cuisine.
“Moskva how violently the name plucks at any Russian heart!” (Pushkin’s description of his first trip to Moscow)
Leaving at 7 pm for what should be an 8-minute taxi ride but
became a 30-minute ride we are immediately stuck in a traffic jam reminding us
of Seattle but worse. It is said to have the worst traffic in the world. However, one difference from Seattle is that these
cars are very expensive Mercedes and BMWs. Some government buildings have rows
of the costliest models parked in front. We arrive at this amazing restaurant and
are directed to the elegant upstairs library, which has centuries old leather bookshelves,
parquet floors, high ceilings, and chandeliers. There is a pianist and harpist
providing wonderful music. The place
seems refined while at the same time not pretentious and quite relaxed with
families with children and business people enjoying good conversation in many
languages. Other floor levels in this restaurant are decorated as a pharmacy
and attic. I would definitely return to this restaurant. about the same price
as the Pink Door in Seattle.
Choosing from classic Russian cuisine we start with some
amazing dumplings filled separately with fish or mushrooms or pickles. Sharing a delicious crab salad prepared with
papaya follows this. Next our main meal is beef stroganoff and I am reminded I
once made stroganoff regularly. It is creamy with sour cream not on John’s diet
and served with fried potatoes and a pickle salad. I am unable to finish my
serving as it is very rich but John does this for me. I think I will start making this again when
on our return to Seattle. The menu has
different kinds of caviar and I learn that Russia is the largest producer of
caviar in the world, processing over 1,000 tons per year. I wonder since we
have so much salmon in Seattle why we rarely see this on our menus. In Russia
it is considered a health food. My guidebook tells me that Czar Nicholas II
made his children eat caviar with black bread every morning. I wonder if that is standard parenting
practice today in Russia? We eat the
black bread, do not order caviar and John avoids the beet borsch because beets
are the only thing he doesn’t eat. I
point out to him that he was eating a beet salad on the plane; however he
didn’t realize what he was eating. On our first night here, we decide not to partake
in vodka toasting.
After dinner we go back to Red Square where the GUM, Kremlin
and St. Basil’s are all lit up magnificently.
People are strolling and enjoying the atmosphere and eating at outside
cafes. We have heard very little English
this entire day and those to whom we have asked questions have either ignored us or looked at us in confusion.
I feel a bit like a child with autism as I can't understand the language or be understood when I talk and even reading is perplexing because the alphabet is different. I wish we were with a Russian friend who we could ask questions about real life here.
See Part 3 next
I feel a bit like a child with autism as I can't understand the language or be understood when I talk and even reading is perplexing because the alphabet is different. I wish we were with a Russian friend who we could ask questions about real life here.
See Part 3 next
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