I have always been fascinated by family. As a child I loved the stories told by my parents and aunts about their parents and the ways in which they arrived in America, where they came from and what traditions they brought with them that were passed on. Both my husband and I are of Russian descent, and while all four of our parents were first generation Americans, we saw much of our grandparents' culture incorporated into our family traditions. But it is a part of my husband's family story that I will concentrate on here.
My husband's paternal grandmother(Bubbe Chenia) arrived in America some time before the Russian Revolution. She came here with several of her brothers and a sister, Rochel. This was a family of great intellectualism and learning...(one brother went on to become Curator of the Yiddish Archives at Columbia University)... Once the family settled, one brother returned to Russia to collect his family and bring them back to the United States...but at just that time the Revolution erupted and it made emigration impossible.
This brother and his family were all but lost to the family in America.
Tsalke and Dora ...Brother of Bubbe Chenia |
Fast forward several years from Bubbe's death...it is now the 1970's. Imagine my shock when one day my phone rang and her voice comes through from the other end! Bubbe...repeating our name over and over, and my father-in-law's name...same exact voice...same exact accent! I felt like I was in the dream scene from Fiddler on the Roof!
."Who is this?" I asked. I heard talking...it seemed like Russian...then a new voice...younger. She asked if we were related to Chenia...And a whole new part of our family opened up to us.
Somehow we understood that these were my husband's cousins...the family of the brother who had returned to Russia. It was at this time large numbers of Jews were finally able to leave the Soviet Union, and they were among the emigres. They had been settled in Jersey City, New Jersey...about a half hour from South Orange, where we lived. Without another thought we got into the car and drove there!
And there they were..."The Russian Cousins"! Tamara and Edward were the children of the "lost brother". Tamara, who had her aunt Chenia's (Bubbe) voice and smile, and her daughter Elena lived in Canada but were in the U.S. to see the rest of the family. Vadim and Olga were Edward's children and Sasha was Olga's fiancee. Vadim and my daughter bore a very strong family resembelence, with their soulful eyes and dark, good looks. Olga was bright,charming and lovely looking and her Sasha was a delightful red-head....and Elena simply took your breath away. Blonde, kittenish and smart, with exquisite features and great charm, she was fascinating, indeed. Elena was the most outgoing. She was an aspiring actress and one could not help feeling that she would succeed!
Elena |
Afterwards, we shared holidays and visits and stories and history. We pored over photos and in time, loved seeing the great successes that they achieved. Vadim and Sasha attended university here to supplement the education they had already recieved in the USSR, as did Olga. Elena attended college in Canada...and they moved on... they moved away to pursue better positions...married...Uncle Edward passed away...and we all lost touch for a while...
Tamara, about 5 years ago...looking exactly like her aunt, Chenia |
I think Bubbe Chenia would be very pleased, indeed!
I have several recipes that recall our Russian roots ...I had this Stroganoff recipe on my computer and cannot recall where I got it! Wherever it is from, it is delicious!
Beef Stroganoff
Easy Cold Borsht
1 extra large jar of beet borsht (store bought is far easier than cooking it from scratch and the vegetableshere are the whole show!)
4 radishes sliced thinly
3 scallions chopped
1 large cucumber peeled and sliced into rounds
dill for garnish
sour cream
Divide the vegetables in bowls, ladle chilled borsht over them, put a huge dollop of sour cream on top and garnish with dill
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Ellin!!!
ReplyDeleteI am so making the stroganoff!!! Miss you and Peter. Let's take Stef out for her birthday for lunch.XOXOX
Julie V.