Ēriks and Aina on Mushroom Picking

They wanted to arrest me and Aina. We went to the forest to pick mushrooms, and they wanted to arrest us. Apparently, we were trying to poison someone!
The police arrived. The English people who walk there saw us picking mushrooms and had reported us to the police.

When we bought that other house — the bungalow — it was near the forest. During the day, my friend’s dog and I would go for walks after work and pick mushrooms. Sometimes Erik and the children came along too. And then — ‘What are you doing? Picking mushrooms? They’re poisonous!’
I said, ‘If they were poisoned, I’d have been dead long ago

Vita on the First Years in New York

After a few years, we had to find out – where could you get blood sausages? That was in Brooklyn. And where were the good bakeries?

Valērijs on Sour Cream

Oh my goodness, of course I do. A milanesa just isn’t the same as our karbonāde (Latvian pork cutlet). A milanesa is kind of tough, breaded and fried, but it doesn’t taste quite like the traditional Latvian ones, which are dipped in egg and flour before frying.

Ilze and Kristaps on Latvian Food

We found sweet curd snacks in a Russian shop. And we went a bit crazy. We bought 100 of them! And the saleswoman says to us, “For the kids, right?”