Apple carrot cutlets for kids.Anna Kharzeeva
Though I just missed being an “oktyabryonok” and seeing portraits of Lenin on the walls of the playroom when I entered kindergarten in 1991, I certainly didn’t miss out on Soviet kindergarten food.
I especially remember ‘poldnik’; the snack after lunch and before dinner; which was often a boiled egg. I hated egg white, so I’d eat the yolk and crumble the egg white with the shell and sneakily throw it out. Later I made friends with those who liked the egg white but not the yolk, and formed some firm friendships that way. (I later chose my husband following much the same principle!) The problem was we had to eat everything that was in front of us, regardless of our preferences.
Looking through the children’s recipes section of the Book, I saw lots of porridge, soups, ‘zapekanki’ (bakes) and rissoles. Carrot and apple cutlets with semolina caught my attention, and since kindergarten teachers are not standing over to make sure I finish it, I thought I’d give it a go. Granny says she doesn’t remember having it, although anything is possible.
Speaking to Granny I discovered that we share some similar memories about kindergarten:
“At kindergarten we had a teaspoon of fish fat followed by porridge for breakfast, soup, mash and rissoles with ‘kompot’ for lunch, pastry and milk or tea for ‘poldnik’ and ‘zapekanka’ for dinner. Everybody hated kindergarten food. Some parents would actually take their children out, because they weren’t eating anything.
My mom was a manager and teacher at the kindergarten I went to. She was always very involved with the food, making sure it was as varied as possible and healthy; which was hard. She once fired a cook because she could taste there was no butter in porridge and found that the cook had been stealing it.
Once we had soft-boiled eggs for dinner, which I hated. Mom told me I wasn’t allowed to leave the table until I ate mine, so I sat there while the other kids went to bed and mom read a bed time story to them. Then she came in and silently took the egg away from me and put me to bed. I won!”
In the later years at school, we had a cafeteria where we had lunch; soup, mash and cutlets usually, but also could buy different pastries and sweets. The ultimate item on a kid’s wish list was a Snickers bar. It was very sweet, expensive, American, and you could keep the wrapping to show off later.
Granny’s school years were a bit different: “At school we brought our lunch in and everyone would share and let each other take a bite. The girl who sat next to me in class always brought a lard, cocoa and sugar sandwich and ate it on her own; no one wanted to try that one”.
“I remember how, before the war, all the kids used to play in the courtyard; we used to spend a lot of time out there. There was a girl in our building who never played with us, but she would often step into the yard with a huge piece of white bread with butter and sugar on top and eat it slowly so everyone could see. We hated her! Everyone lived more simply then, and white bread was almost a luxury.”
Recently there was a story in the Russian press about some kids in the city of Magnitogorsk who recently dug a hole under the kindergarten wall and escaped. Maybe they were running away from semolina porridge, kissel’ or boiled eggs. Had they served carrot and apple cutlets from the Book that would not have been necessary; they are delicious! Why is life not as good as the Book?
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