Friday Night Date Night

The street was barricaded for Victory Parade Practice.

I had a yummy chocolate milkshake.

The hard boiled eggs in my shrimp caesar salad were quail eggs!  

R flew home from Lipetsk, took the Aeroexpress to the metro and met me at Maykovskaya metro station about the time I finished Bible Study.  Towards the end of our meal the radio station, which had been playing classic rock and roll (in English), played Bruce Springsteen's _Born in the USA_ at nearly the same time the Russian tanks rolled down the street in their Victory Day parade practice.