1161 Years Old

Our FounderMurom was 1161 years old last week, and as you can imagine, this is a cause for celebration. 

The streets in the center of town are closed to traffic and a carnival atmosphere is evident. As is typical in such situations, there is sugar-ladened food everywhere. Even a grumpy old food critic like me had no objections. We had lunch at the Cafe Milano. The decor was faux-Italian with faux-plaster in the expected European colors. Stylish pictures of medieval scenes (only one could be identified as Italian and that one was of Venice not Milan) covered the walls. 

Snoop Dog was singing on the TV, but with the sound off it did not detract too much from the ambiance. The menu was mostly sushi with the traditional Russian food as well. There were a few italian pasta dishes but not many. I had a Georgian soup, the country not the US State. It was spicy as is typical for such fare. The owners were Arminian. I liked the food and we ate there several times during our stay. 

After lunch we listened to traditional Russian music, like this: 




Our New BridgeStacy was happy that there were bouncy Castles to jump in, and she said the cotton candy was good. A local FM station was having some sort of dance contest. I did not participate. I do not limbo well. 

We were there long enough that we could eat again, but would you believe that the pizza place, also called Milano, did not have cheese pizza? Stacy was disappointed. We went home to eat. 

It was a fun outing for a lazy Sunday afternoon. Almost as fun as the Jazz festival we missed in Idyllwild because of the trip.