![]() ![]() ![]() It was a life by turns absurd, drab, naively joyous, melancholy-and ultimately intolerable to her anti-Soviet mother, Larisa. She sangodesto Lenin, black-marketeeredJuicy Fruit gumat school, watched her father brew moonshine, and,like most Soviet citizens, longed fora taste of the mythical West. ![]() With startling beauty and sardonic wit, Anya von Bremzen tells an intimate yet epic story of life in that vanished empire known as the USSR-a place where every edible morsel was packed with emotional and political meaning.īorn in 1963, in an era of bread shortages, Anya grew up in a communal Moscow apartment where eighteen families shared one kitchen. A James Beard Award-winning writer captures life under the Red socialist banner in this wildly inventive, tragicomic memoir of feasts, famines, and three generations ![]()
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