Ringing in the New Year

There is nothing quite like New Years celebrations in Russia.  It's probably the biggest holiday here-- it's a good week or so before you finally stop hearing fireworks.  It's a blast to be a part of, and a very special time of the year.

This time around we decided to take it easy and spend time at home with good friends.  Andrew and Ira (I'm sure you've seen on this blog before) came over to celebrate with us and brought more food than we could possibly imagine.   They prepared a plethora of traditional Russian dishes that are commonly eaten on New Year's Eve.  The idea of New Years here is how you celebrate it will reflect the coming year.  So naturally we had lots of food and were surrounded by incredible friends.

Just a small portion of the amazing spread.

Butter, dill, and caviar on white bread.

Hiding behind Liam is Ira.

Liam is a fan of Andrew!

Дед Мороз (Ded Moroz) -- or "Father Frost" greeted us with gifts.  He's Russia's Santa Claus.

He gave Liam a toy train.

I received a great sign that on one sign says "break" (or перерыв - pereriv), and the other side says "Boss, I am here" (or шеф, здес я! - Shef, zdyes ya!).