185. Who stole the spoons? I've had incredulous thoughts about the safety of my apartment ever since the day Ray mysteriously got in without needing keys. Most Russians have two doors with two locks on each one; I hardly have one working one. Even it was easy for a burglar to enter that day because I inadvertently left the door unlocked, you wouldn't think spoons would be the first to go. Nonetheless, I am missing many of them but that didn't stop us from devouring our delicious homemade boursch. We're grateful we still have our ladles, salad spoons, forks and measuring cups.
Haha!! I love this picture!
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