I was told that I would have a very different experience in Moscow without a pregnant belly or a baby in tow. Had my first taste this weekend. We all went grocery shopping together, and on the way home, I stopped into a small store for white vinegar (they only sell the fancy stuff at the larger stores we go to). I knew this small store carried the vinegar because I've bought it there before. Jeremy waited outside with Natasha, and I went in alone, pregnant belly masked by a large shopping bag. My exchange with the shopkeeper (the same one who smilingly sold me the vinegar and cooed at Natasha last time):
Me: I'd like some white vinegar, please.
Her: (scowling) We don't have white vinegar.
Me: (spotting the vinegar on the shelf) Isn't that it right there?
Her: That's not vinegar. That's vinegar ESSENCE.
Me: Ok, then, can I please have the vinegar essence? Also, do you have dishwasher salt?
Her: (continuing to scowl) No.
I scanned the shelves but didn't see the salt. I'll bet she had it, though.