Borscht Night

Last night was our long-awaited Borscht Night; we'd been talking about having our Russian friends over for a big pot of soup for a long time. We made a big pot of borscht and everyone else brought a side dish. Scott served a church mission in Russia for two years and is fluent in Russian, so he has a group of friends and colleagues who are Russian or who lived there for missions or to teach English.
This lovely lady is a native. She must have slaved away in her kitchen all day to make homemade pelmeni, which is like ravioli filled with meat and cheese and such. She was happy to hold Phoebe pretty much all night to get her "baby fix." Funny story about this distinguished guest. This little man's parents moved into the apartment that we moved out of. He was born two weeks after Phoebe, and he was also six weeks early. We think there was something in the water there.