Are you distracted from your ‘oyster’ goal?
Irkutsk, Siberia, -40 degrees, January 1977 When people ask me why I decided to change my life drastically and emigrate, I answer, “I dreamt of trying oysters”. Bright, Sunday morning sun breaks through the window painted with frost curlicues. My mom cautiously wakes me up at 7 am. “Nina, our turn is coming, we should …