I got walnut brownie brains, and molasses in my veins: part II

I announced to my course-mates and my Russian host family that I wanted to cook them a Thanksgiving dinner, and was both surprised and gratified by the enthusiastic response. Everyone had an idea of what to expect, but no one was sure about the particulars, myself included. Cooking in foreign countries is difficult, because the … Continue reading I got walnut brownie brains, and molasses in my veins: part II

I got walnut brownie brains, and molasses in my veins: part I

Eric Hobsbawm died a few weeks back. I noticed at the time, because he, along with Terence Ranger, edited a history book called The Invention of Tradition, the significance of which I judge to be fairly high given the number of times it has been on the “recommended reading” lists for my history courses. I … Continue reading I got walnut brownie brains, and molasses in my veins: part I

“Coming home after school, flying my bike past the gates of the factory…”

Russia is weird. I remember that when I first came to Germany, I was startled to find that is was not as foreign as I had imagined it would be. This was the condescension of one who had not yet traveled beyond her own country. It is justified here. My coursemates tell me I will … Continue reading “Coming home after school, flying my bike past the gates of the factory…”