My gustatory life before Russia did not include herring, or at least not the succulent mouthwatering fish I grew to crave during my time there. Any previous encounters were most likely at overladen buffet tables, with some mysterious white sauce and not of a very high standard. From our first dinner in Moscow and for the next eight days, I made sure to have herring at breakfast, lunch or dinner and sometimes more than once. I am now on a mission to find herring closer to home – after all, it’s not only delicious, it’s good for me!

Stay tuned for more Russian culinary delights in the next Foodie Friday. For more on my Russian adventure, check out Moscow | Red Square and the Kremlin and  Moscow | More Highlights.