Something just occurred to me. My post-run snack is a bowl of roasted brussel sprouts (mini cabbage), sausage, and mushrooms stacked on top of stale pumpernickel chunks. I am eating like...a medieval European peasant. Maybe even Eastern European peasantry. Or Irish peasantry.
You know, it's not bad. I could use a little borscht with this. Or vegetarian goulash? Maybe some braided bread, or a dessert involving poppy seed paste. Whiskey, kidney pie (ugh). Uh, bread pudding. Potato/cauliflower gratin with bleu cheese - now we're talking. Fiddleheads and chanterelles, bitches.
The picture is Russian borscht in a can. Found by Googling "borscht", I admit.
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