Coffee, Culture, and Squirrel Tales
Recently, I pulled out this little bonnet and remembered a funny story from when we lived in Yerevan.
One morning, Luce and I went to a new café for coffee. As I was ordering, a dark-haired Armenian girl was watching me intently.
"Are you Russian?" she asked.
In that moment, a million thoughts raced through my mind—I expected this question anywhere but Armenia!
"Yes," I replied.
"Oh, I just wanted to say that you look just like the squirrel from the tale of Tsar Saltan!"
It made my day! 😊

