Growing up as a child in Russia I have many fond memories: trekking to school through snow, spending my summers at grandma’s dacha and the smells of traditional, home cooking. Piroshki, Pelmeni and Borscht are the Russian classics but one thing the women in my family really excel at, are cakes. The summer time was the season for berry cakes and pies, as my grand father brought back kilos of blueberries, blackberries and other types of forest berries common in Russia. The dough was...