Russian Caviar, a symbol of power and luxury, is a parable of life and death connected with agony and love. It was the Red Army delivering this delicacy after the last days of war beside devastation, rape, and death. It needed time to overcome those experiences of horror and to find a way out into life and freedom again. The remaining desire to get a chance in life to have caviar on the table without a bitter taste came finally true when love replaced all trauma with caviar as the stimulating centerpiece. This wonderful mental rainbow is the parable of love the only alternative for happiness in life with continuation in eternity. From the deadly bombardment of Dresden in 1945 to freedom in Berlin in 1955 and the love story in London in 1961, one can sympathize with the excitement of these days. Russian Caviar is a love story par excellence. It happened on a blue summer day in London in an unsurpassable development with Russian caviar and champagne on the table. The passion of love changed our life with so much happiness enough for a lifetime and eternity. Grand merci Florence Je taime.
