Bread however, good bread has always been a scarce resource. Local bread has a certain similarity to the northern German variety, hard and not great for a bacon sarnie - something to do with flour varieties. There is also a hangover from Soviet days when the rumour was put out that fresh bread was bad for you. My (english) father-in-law was told the same thing during post-war (WWII) rationing. The idea being that you finished the last bread before starting in on the fresh stuff. Hard and semi-stale bread is not a great mix.
Life has just got marginally better. This post is accompanied by a cup of espresso, freshly-brewed at home, and a chocolate croissant from the new French Bakery. Not quite as good as the real butter variety I consumed in New York last week but pretty damn good all the same.
Time for another.....
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Good heavens, that does take me back ;-)
They'd say mould was actually good for you, for some quasi scientific reasons, and I'll probably end up telling my kids the same thing.
The other thing I remember is Moscow pollution. During the winter, you'd see snow coupled with a rather course top-layer of black dirt. It's probably gotten worse over the years.
The explanation, of course, for all the dirt and poor visibilty was the unimaginably fertile soil around the city which filled the skies with this "good kind" of dirt, dust, gunk and other assorted niceties.
Moscow is certainly a place best left for prose and poets.
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