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Two words: dressed herring.
Russian food is rich in history and poor in PR.
Another officer had been telling me about a restaurant he often went to when he was in Tokyo. It was called The Volga and it was, he said, right under the Tokyo Tower.
My first introduction to any kind of ethnic food was my Aunt Faye's chicken liver-and onion egg scramble and my Grandma Morgan's potato pierogis. But especially around the holidays, these two ladies went to town!
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