(Silly dill pun here)

I have a lot of it, dill, I mean. I needed it for chicken soup, Grandma Bisberg’s secret recipe.You can buy the $4 tiny plastic container of it, or for $1.99 an unpackaged huge freaking clump of it. So I made the soup, then the curry thing and then chicken stroganoff. Sort of. I over did the caraway. It was good, I ate it. But, well, I’ll eat anything. 

And if nothing else I don’t have the fuckin’ Ground Forces of the Russian Federation all up in my stuff over Russian food violations.

On the other hand, I am expecting a visit from Vladimir Putin any minute for some odd reason.