Vaccination against hopelessness
Lately, conversations about food often come down to one thing: everything is bad. The pork is Chinese, the beef is Argentinean, the milk is powdered, but it’s long gone, just memories. Against this background, the call to buy “our own, Russian” seems at least strange. Or, after all, no? Lately, conversations about food often come down to one thing: everything is bad. The pork is Chinese, the beef is Argentinean, the milk is powdered, but it’s long gone, just memories.