Maslenitsa was really fun, but sadly was curtailed by Nathan’s work schedule, Nikita’s need to take a nap, and my aversion to being in crowded places alone. We made traditional dolls, tubed on a slide, listened to songs, and did silly games (the genteel version of the wrestling, I suppose). We did not see the chuchela burn, and the only bliny we ate were made by yours truly that night. But they were pretty durn tasty.

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There’s our chuchela sitting on the porch of the Gal’skix Estate. She was uniquely protected from the harsh wind off the river.

It turns out the most important tradition of Maslenista, which I don’t remember talking about in Russian classes, is asking and giving forgiveness. You ask everyone you know and even strangers for forgiveness; the appropriate response–or at least the traditional one– is “Господь простит.” “The Lord forgives.”

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Anna going down the slide, and Nikita about to be kicked in the face.

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How could this party be anything other than awesome?

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I do not know that woman.

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Nathan doing what he does best– elevating children.

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The materials for dolls.

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And these were our not-remotely-helpful stairs when I got home.

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Fogged my camera lens up but good trying to get a picture of this. Mystery meat (package says “ground beef and pork”, taste buds say “don’t ever do this again”) with cabbage and onions.

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Blin!

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Cabbage and meat, honey and walnuts, mushrooms in white stuff, and a double recipe of bliny. Sour cream and black currant preserves not pictured.

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