Table Talk

My wife, who frequents various women’s message boards, tells me that she has come across quite a few educated, professional, married Russian women who are fond of embroidering. The tambour conjures up images of an archaic housewife confined to her home prison, hardly compatible with the lifestyle of Russia’s equivalent of soccer moms. One of those ladies concedes jokingly that she doesn’t know how to cook anything but rice. “After I have come back from work, parked my car in the garage, put our kids to bed, fed my husband with rice, I can finally enjoy my embroidery!”

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