Heirs of Avalon by Alica Mckenna Johnson

Author:Alica Mckenna Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, urban fantasy, fantasy, paranormal, london, unicorns, fantasy adventure, circus, magical creatures, teen and young adult
Publisher: Alica Mckenna Johnson

Chapter Fifteen

“Gavin must be going crazy trapped in the hotel,” Taliesin said as he sat down and scooted into the booth.

Sasha groaned as he sat. “I am not sure I will recover in time for show tonight.”

I sat next to Taliesin and scooted close to make room for Kayin. Miu and Sasha sat on the other side of the booth. Sasha smiled as he looked around the Russian restaurant with its rich red walls painted with black and gold patterns. The waitress set down a glass pot of tea and glass teacups with silver lace holders.

I opened the menu. “So what should we get?”

“I think we should order several dishes and share,” Kayin said. “I want to try everything.”

“What a great idea,” Miu said.

Sasha ordered for us. “Okay,” Sasha said once the appetizers arrived. “Everything but the smoked halibut and caviar is vegetarian.”

“What’s this?” I asked. Picking up a spoon and dipping it into the purple red pureed soup. It was sweet and warm.

“It’s borscht, a beet soup. My mama said it was good for your blood and had the cook make it three times a week,” Sasha said. “In summer it would be served cold.”

“It’s richer than the borscht I had before,” said Taliesin. “It’s really good.”

Kayin held up a crescent moon pastry. “These are yummy, cheese and spinach I think.”

“Yes, my babushka would make them for parties. I would sit at the table with her and help fill the dough with different kinds of fillings. My favorite are the potato and cheese ones. I ordered some of those for the main course.”

“So is there a special way to eat these?” Miu asked pointing a platter of smoked fish and tiny pancakes.

Sasha gray eyes looked a bit sad. “My papa has a smoker; he goes fishing with friends and smokes his own fish. It’s the only cooking he ever does.”

We all froze for a second. Um, what am I supposed to say to that?

“Sorry, so you take an oladji,” he said picking up a tiny pancake. “A bit of sour cream, add onion or a slice of egg if you like them and either a piece of smoked halibut or the caviar.”

The soup reminded me of the pureed beets at the restaurant, but sweeter. I scooped a little sour cream onto my spoon then filled the rest with the thick purple red soup. “I like this.”

“The smoked halibut tastes so good,” Miu said spreading caviar, onions, and sour cream on the little pancake. “Yum, this is good too.”

“What do you think, Sasha?” Kayin asked picking up another one of the little pastries.

Sasha nodded spooning up some of the borscht. “It’s very good. But some day, I’ll take you home and let my babushka cook for you.”

“Well, it’s unfair to compare any cooking to a grandmother’s cooking,” Kayin said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Grandmothers always cook the very best,” Taliesin said.

Sasha smiled. “It’s the love. That’s what my babushka says, that because she loves me so much and wants me to be happy

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