I have figured out that Rustem is secretly afraid that I am going to starve to death, and that he will be blamed. He is usually showing me some tasty treats when we are out and about, and since I have no will power to resist, I go along. He suggested that I take home some of these beautiful treats made in the Bashkir grocery store. Rustem has never given me bad advice yet, so I decided to give them a try. (Well, not yet).
The grocery store was very interesting. They had a hybrid duck/goose cross that was cooked and ready to eat. I didn’t buy it, but it looked delicious. Something to think about when I go back. I didn’t realize it, but this Bashkir grocery store is the closest store to my apartment, so I will definitely go back.