Manti and samsa and caviar, oh my! Yet another foodie bike ride in New Jersey

We head to Manalapan and a supermarket full of Russian, Eastern European and Central Asian temptations.

We were like kids in a candy store, oohing and aahing over all our options.

Only instead of a candy store, we were eyeing the incredible range of hot and cold foods, the salads and the dumplings at a Russian supermarket less than 20 miles from our house. In this age of coronavirus, essentially unable to leave the U.S. and even facing a two-week quarantine when coming back from most states, this bike ride gave us a brief feeling of being somewhere unfamiliar. And doesn’t everyone check out supermarkets in a foreign country?

And yes, we heard Russian spoken. No idea what this sign says. Is it about store hours and senior shopping hours? Wear a mask?

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