The stew like soup, Borscht can be found all over the world. Originating in Ukraine It’s regularly found it’s way to my table having either being cooked by my Ukrainian Grandfather and now after he has passed away, his wife, my Italian Grandmother.
I call her Nonna.
The dish has many different variations. I enjoy all the ones she makes. If you have a chunk of black bread to hand.. even better.
I had Borscht for breakfast with milky coffee at the monastery of Agios Panteleimon on Mount Athos in Greece. It was fantastic. It will stay with me for ever. Monks sang while we ate.
Mark, That is an awesome story/memory. It’s moments like that which will stay with you forever. Thanks for sharing. You have made me want to go and do the same.. 🙂
great to capture ya nonna. i understand the thinking for this. wise.
Am feeling hungry just watching. Great to share traditional recipes, and will certainly be trying this one sometime soon. Thanks and thanks to granumentally for sharing