Being a child of the Soviet Union, I grew up on caviar. It was, believe it or not, cheaper and more readily available than the fish it was gleaned from. My mum still remembers me pining after those black fishy balls which I’d eat on black bread with butter when we first moved to Australia.
Cultural Inclusion, Scanlon Foundation, 2015
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