When I was hired, I shared the office with a colleague that the two have the same name. Since they are both older and more experienced, I often smarala them all sorts of issues, so it was enough just to say the words "Vesna, is not you, please ..." I turned to both. Nice it was. Later, during the second pregnancy, morikami I was considering to give the name of the second son of Wolf, the same as the first. So when I shout "Wolf!" Nice to immediately reach both, not each individual to live out. Elem. Two Vesna and I had a habit that together make up the meals and consume it as common sense, realize. morikami Once we now grew enough uninventive and just chose something with a rich repertoire of at least five nearby bakery, and sometimes we pretended entire small meals, which we generally allowed proximity Kalenic market, as well as the recently purchased microwave for the company. And so, one day, I point out the decision that we prepare a warm salad of cake and white cheese, morikami with a little oil and vinegar. Buy scrumptious cake on young kalenica, bring in a firm, clean, other people's in the microwave to "pond" while I mrvim cheese and prepare a small bowl of our healthy meal. Microwave has not even played the end, when they started to hear strange comments somewhere in the distance ... - What is this, what is this smell? - Whatever it is, open the windows, urgently! - Brateeee .... Ala zdiba something ... nothing more, do not I get it. Some small fuss, very important. morikami Nor otherwise can not turn on the street or on the bus, when all staring morikami somewhere. If I was approached by the director, who was a big man of one man (in character), always full of understanding and mood, even in this bizarre scene almost friendly voice addressed the issue, and still would not have guessed that I caused the collapse Int 'population. - Well, Majo, you had just today that Chuvash kale, when you know you are coming party? Upssss ... Earth, open up! Blush highest intensity scattered the cheeks and the environment, the pulse is doubled, cold sweat seeped through the skin. - I'm ... I'm sorry ... I thought ... Really sorry ... Just posranog feeling that we were no longer to any meal, or my Vesna that no guilt became as accomplices, but are like sisters born defended my innocent morikami intent, cake and cheese as fast as I shoved myself in that zadihtujem source of odor safely. Does the draft failed to refresh the air in operating rooms, I do not know. Just know that the next day came strange inscription A4 format cemented duct tape on the door microwave oven. "We ask employees to use a microwave for warming, not cooking food." Long after the event or milk for coffee morikami did not grejala in a microwave, do not screw up again somewhat negligently, and this anecdote is retold by many companies for the Doctrine of the younger morikami generations who came later, and generally rejoiced when they saw that the company has set fully equipped morikami kitchen with all the microwave oven. I admit that the idea of cooking morikami prokeljčića work was necessary high percentage of stupidity and thoughtlessness of female ex-blond mind. The reason I overlooked whereabouts at the time of deposit keljovih baby in a microwave, and of course I've been thinking a lot about that later, probably was caused by my general operisanošću of attitude to cooking smells identified with the stench. Even today I'm not quite able to understand why people more bothered morikami by the smell of cooked cabbage than, say, cigarettes. I do not talk about or burning or decay, but about cooking smells in the home setting - the smell of stewed onion, boiled cauliflower, baked fish ... I do not quite understand either why kale is so unpopular among the vegetables in general. Have a bit of a wrapping It shall, because of its rigid nature and dignity defiantly thick grip on the leaves, but I think that his tastes great. I am especially proud of the children who still have different morikami names, but the common feature that really love and kale, and cauliflower, and broccoli, and cabbage ... not the case, "Well, come on ... If you must ..." really naked love it. Genetics, I guess.
Ingredients: 1 large head cabbage, about 1.5 kg of 3 small onions 300-400 g steak or steak 100g wheat 4 eggs 2 dl milk 2 teaspoons salt 1 teaspoon celery morikami salt 1 teaspoon pepper straight about 150 ml of oil Procedure: 1 A day earlier attenuated using 100 g of wheat, wash and soak in water, and on the day of preparation Cook and well drained. Second With kale remove the outer leaves, head cut into larger pieces of roots and removing the hard part and wash. Cook kale in a large pot. Cooking time is about 15 minutes morikami from the start of fermentation, and then leave a little cabbage in hot water. 3rd Turn on oven to 200 C. For oil it cool finely chopped onion with a teaspoon of salt and a teaspoon celery salt. When tender, add a little onion into small cubes chopped meat, as well as a teaspoon of pepper, and cook together in the middle watts another 10-15 minutes, covered, with occasional mixing. Finally, stir in cooked and drained wheat. 4th From the sherpas with boiled kale pour off all the water, tilting morikami over the sink, keep the lid so that it remains
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