It was a life by turns absurd, drab, naively joyous, melancholy-and ultimately intolerable to her anti-Soviet mother, Larisa. She sangodesto Lenin, black-marketeeredJuicy Fruit gumat school, watched her father brew moonshine, and,like most Soviet citizens, longed fora taste of the mythical West. With startling beauty and sardonic wit, Anya von Bremzen tells an intimate yet epic story of life in that vanished empire known as the USSR-a place where every edible morsel was packed with emotional and political meaning.īorn in 1963, in an era of bread shortages, Anya grew up in a communal Moscow apartment where eighteen families shared one kitchen. A James Beard Award-winning writer captures life under the Red socialist banner in this wildly inventive, tragicomic memoir of feasts, famines, and three generations
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