Bubliks and Bagels

The food item that I miss the most from home is a bagel with cream cheese. Whenever I’m home for break I end up eating one every day (sometimes more…) Weirdly enough, I didn’t even really think about trying to find any in Moscow until a couple of days ago. I did a little research and found a place near the university called Bublik Shop, and yesterday morning I set out to find the melty cream-cheese bagel of my dreams.

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Looks promising! And hip – “bublikoteka”


Once inside, I realized that Bublik Shop was more of a bakery/cafe than what would be considered a bagel shop in the US. Rather than baskets filled with bagels behind the counters and various cream cheeses on display, there was a variety of baked goods (which looked incredibly delicious). There were several bubliki out on the counter, and I grabbed the first one I saw. I scanned the menu for cream cheese, and instead I found a “бейгл”/beygel with lox. I decided to get that, too, and compare the beygel with the bublik.
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a plain bublik


First up – the bublik. It was really tasty, but of course very different from the bagels that I am used to snarfing down. The hole is much larger than an American bagel’s, though that may not be evident from the picture above. The texture was closer to that of challah bread, and like the challah bread that I’m used to, it had an egg sheen.
My bagel with lox.

My bagel with lox.


And  next – the bagel, which was closer in shape to an American-style bagel. Again, very delicious, with a crunchy/fried crust (much more oily than any bagel I’ve had before), lox, greens, and horse-radish. When I spotted something creamy and white, I gasped and thought that maybe, just maybe, there was cream cheese, but it turned out to be sour cream. All the same, it was a great sandwich.
Fun fact – Bublik Shop offers a 20% discount for students, seniors, and families with a lot of children.

An Ode to my Nylons

I have always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with tights. I’ll fall in love with an adorable pair, and then after a wear or two, little rips will start to appear, and then before I know it, there’s a run down the back of the left leg, then another one, and another one, and soon enough I’m walking around in a practically destroyed item of clothing and my mom is asking me, to my displeasure, “Do you need new tights? Let me buy you new tights.”
One thing that I have discovered in Moscow is that nylons are key. I brought a dark pair along with me for more formal situations, and thought that that would keep me covered. What I wasn’t expecting is that women don’t really do bare legs here. It may be sunny and warm, but you still need pantyhose to go with that skirt (and even that pair of shorts) if you want to look the part of a moskvichka. After whining a little bit about how unfair it was that I had to cover up my legs, I bought a couple pairs of tights. They are incredibly strong  (no tears in sight) and incredibly comfortable. They don’t make me feel stuffy or hot, they don’t itch, they don’t rip.  I’m already a little bit in love with them.
As Dilara pointed out in her blog about Muscovite fashion, the women here are very put-together compared to what we are used to, which can be pretty intimidating, but when I put on a nice pair of kolgotki (tights) on, I immediately feel much more modnaya (stylish). 
A few convenient, inexpensive places to get kolgotki in Moscow:

Inside the metro – you can buy just about anything from these kiosks, including pantyhose


Ashan, our favorite super-market. The one we frequent has a section with tights, socks, pajamas, etc.


Calzedonia – an Italian brand that sells leggings, bikinis, lingerie, etc, and has locations in both Moscow and St. Petersburg. I got the pantyhose that I love so much here!


Update: 
Now that Moscow’s temperature has been climbing into the 80’s (˚F), I am seeing more and more bare legs out on the street.