Since Baba Yaga is by and large a Russian tale, I based this stew upon borscht. I also included everything named in the poem as being In The Pot (except for Alexander) along with my interpretation of Russian stick-to-your-ribs peasant food. The Beloved spent the summer of 1987 in then-Soviet Russia and ate borscht almost every day. He Loathed it. He was Afraid of Beets for years afterwards. But he really Really likes this stew. And so do I.