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When one loaf is taken out before the others and cut, then all the loaves |
Live with us and chew some porridge, then you’ll find out |
Lunch is not lunch without porridge |
Walks like a cat around hot porridge |
If they go to the water, there will be fog - there will be plenty of bread |
Efremovites - they cooked porridge in the wallet (Tu l.) |
It looks like mush, but at the bottom there are peas |
Where there are pancakes, here we are; where there is porridge with butter - this is our place |
Young - gnaw bones, old - eat porridge |
Lunch isn't about pies, it's about food |
People don't joke about bread |
Boots squeak and porridge without butter |
Bread does not chase the belly, but the belly does not chase the bread |
The bread threshes on the butt, but the grain does not drop |
There is no shortage of bread in Moscow |
There is safety in numbers; alone and you'll die at the porridge |
Eat bread and salt, but listen to the truth |
Kalach will become boring, but bread will never |
Without a piece of bread there is sadness everywhere |
They don’t beat bread for bread |
And the fool will cook porridge, if only there were grains and water |
The pulp in the oven turns red - in summer it means rain, in winter it means snow (tver.) |
It’s not the bread that’s in the field, it’s the bread that’s in the barn |
Put these pancakes off until another day |
It seems like a mush, and at the bottom there are peas
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Porridge is also better eaten in a herd |
Don't break down, jelly: no better than people |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge: we don’t want to eat, but it’s a pity to leave |
The empty mush in the oven burst into boiling water |
Just as you brewed the porridge, take a sip (or: whoever brewed it, brewed it yourself) |
Tomorrow's lunch is no guide to today's |
Lunch for lunch - not a beating for a beating |
One and the porridge has no argument |
In your homeland I ate porridge |
Porridge is our mother |
Bread is a gift from God, father, breadwinner |
As long as there is bread and water, it’s not a problem |
Buckwheat porridge is our mother, and rye bread is our dear father |
No salt, no bread - half a meal |
It's not lunch if you lie to a meat eater |
Kissel and satiate - woman's food |
He who brewed the porridge is the one who clears it up |
Listen to the agronomist - there will be bread and straw |
It is not man who bears bread, but man's bread. |
They made a mess that won’t even fit into your mouth (they don’t even know how to |
You will recognize the taste of birch porridge |
There would be bread, but there would be porridge |
Grass without clover is like porridge without butter. |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge: we don’t want to eat it, but it’s a pity to leave it |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge: I would eat something like this, but there is no |
I can't live without money, I can't live without bread |
Damn hot, but it cooled down soon |
I'm glad at heart, but the bread is someone else's |
They danced that they were left without bread
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No cabbage soup, so pour more mush |
Bread is expensive if there is no money |
Potatoes help bread. Potatoes are a sucker for bread |
Bread and cereals for your health |
Resourceful guy: he was ready for a cool mess |
Buckwheat porridge is our mother, and rye bread is our dear father |
You can’t knead the dough and you won’t eat the bread |
To be afraid of locusts means not to sow bread |
Without salt, without bread, bad conversation |
He’s unwell—he’s finishing his ninth loaf |
The white-sided magpie galloped on the threshold, waited for guests, cooked porridge, |
Lives and baked dough for bread place |
If there were fish, there would be bread |
Whether it’s the old way or the new way, you can’t live without bread |
Like a piece of bread, my mouth is open |
A guy without porridge will feel cold somehow |
Bread and salt together, tobacco apart |
March is dry, but May is wet, there will be porridge and loaf |
He who eats moldy bread will swim easily |
Man lives by bread, not by trade |
The porridge is not ours - the cauldron is not ours |
This is where you stand, where the jelly is thick |
As long as there is bread and water, it’s not a problem
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What the hell is wrong |
Cabbage soup with meat, but if not, it’s bread with kvass |
Behold the beech, behold the dress, behold the dough, behold the bread, behold the child is crying. |
Bread and water, and pie with interest |
Without bread everything will become boring |
A man sowed bread for luck, but quinoa was born |
The same damn thing, but it's greased |
Bread is not without crumbs |
Ride in the mountains, lie in pancakes |
There will be bread, there will be lunch |
Money loves counting, and bread loves measure. |
A scolding is not mush, a cuff is not a weld |
Bread for the soul, money for the needs and dresses for the wear |
There's no need to rush - it's not a mess |
Seven good fellows per oat pancake |
After bread and salt, good people rest for seven hours |
Where there are pancakes, here we are; where the pancakes are, it's okay |
It's not lunch without hot food |
In the old days, it happened that the woman ate porridge |
It's incredible that they eat porridge |
A lot of bread - keep pigs, and a lot of money - start a mill |
The crane is not porridge, the food is not ours |
No bread - no friends
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The skinny mouse will die by the bread |
Sitting on your butts means you eat porridge, but on your butts you get slaps in the face |
Although the bread is good, the arable land is plowed |
It’s not the porridge that feeds, it’s the spoon |
Where there are pancakes, there we are; where there is porridge with butter, there is our place |
After dinner, mustard. Needed like mustard after dinner |
There is bread and salt, but not about your honor |
He who is hungry does not know that bread is bad |
The hut is red in corners, lunch is pies |
You can't spoil porridge with butter. You can't over-grease the porridge |
Bread - salt and a stone in your bosom |
Don't ask the cat for cakes, don't ask the dog for pancakes |
Bread and salt would be nice, but just crusts |
In your own family the porridge is thicker |
The crane is not porridge, the food is not ours (in the old days the crane was considered a delicacy) |
Alone and you'll die at the porridge. It’s okay to be alone and have porridge |
My belly loves that my eyes see porridge |
Fill with pancakes, cover with flatbreads |
By chance a happy man comes to dinner |
And it happened that we ate porridge, and now the prison in honor |
Plow deeper - chew more bread |
Eat bread and salt, but listen to the truth |
Either a pot of porridge, or a stag (with a grip) to the side |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge; I don’t feel like eating, but it’s a pity to leave
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I ate pancakes and vareniki, but I don’t have enough strength for the third job - swinging a flail |
Fish is not bread, but you will be full of it and forget about food |
No problem for lunch, everyone is ready |
Without the holy bread everything will become boring. The roll will become boring, but the bread will never |
First pancake for repose (at Maslenya) |
Worldly porridge for the poor brethren |
Together - not burdensome, but one will rot in the porridge |
Bread is nothing new to Torovato |
For bread, for salt, for cabbage soup we will dance, and for jelly we will sing a song |
He who knows what he eats, eats like he does |
The vessel is hollowed out, the gruel is not boiled in it (a beehive with honey) |
With bread and salt, every joke is good |
A smart guy: he went crazy for a tough mess |
Young - gnaw bones, old - eat porridge (lie on the stove) |
You can't make porridge from a dream |
What kind of grief is it if you didn’t sit by the river without bread? |
The family porridge is boiling thicker. In the family the porridge is thicker |
Our mother is buckwheat porridge: no match for pepper, it won’t rip through your stomach |
Russian man leads bread and salt |
When there is bread, then there is measure, when there is money, then there is faith. |
You can't bake bread with flour alone |
Everyone needs lunch and dinner |
He and I eat porridge from the same cup
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Porridge is our acceleration |
Kuma with pancakes, and Foma with kicks |
There is a lot of money - build a mill; there is a lot of bread - a backwater of pigs |
I'm not happy with a damn thing, like a brick in the back |
And the dog does not bark at the one whose bread he eats |
If you eat porridge, go lower; didn’t eat porridge - take it higher (saying |
Pekshik malenek, sweet porridge (nut) |
No need to eat porridge |
They sow grain on the new land, and carry manure on the old land. |
If I had bread and clothes, I would eat lying down |
Breakfast is not a problem, lunch would be just right |
Where the pancakes are, that’s okay; where are the pancakes, here we are |
The hostess is red - and the porridge is delicious |
Someone else's bread will start crowing like a rooster in its throat |
Cousin jelly on second cousin water |
You can't get too angry about bread |
I wanted a flatbread from the cat, a pancake from the dog |
The cabbage is not thick, the cabbage soup wait, but the bread and porridge are not ours for a long time |
They eat other people's money at night. Other people's money has teeth
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There’s a pancake, we’ll eat it together, but if it doesn’t, we’ll eat it in half |
Where there is an extra peg of manure, there is an extra piece of bread |
Without bread and without porridge, our labors are worthless |
The stomach cannot survive without bread |
I made the porridge, so don’t skimp on the milk (and butter) |
I made the porridge, so don’t skimp on the butter |
Our mother is buckwheat porridge: no match for pepper, it won’t rip through your stomach |
Without salt, without bread - bad conversation |
Everything is good for bread |
The porridge is ours, and the priest’s cabbage soup |
I made a mess for them (or: mush), let them sort it out |
Don't feed him pancakes, give him some water first |
Some bread comes from the throat, and some from the hump. |
Everyone gets their own bread |
Have bread for lunch, and a word for the answer |
Damn the dog for a long time (just take one sip) |
There would be enough money and enough bread to feed |
We live - we chew bread, and sometimes candy |
Lunch is made not by the spoon, but by the eater |
A hungry man has bread on his mind, but a drunken man has hops on his mind. |
Kissel does not damage teeth. Kissel is not harmful to teeth |
Everyone gets their own bread |
You can’t feed a Russian man without porridge
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I don't go out into the world for damn reasons |
May God grant you to live with us and bring bread and salt |
Trample bread underfoot - people go hungry |
I ate the porridge - the cup hit the floor |
Eat the porridge, and listen to the fairy tale: use your mind and mind, and use your mind |
Bread is salt in the gate, you can’t turn it around like that |
Hunger is on the prowl - looking for bread |
He lies that he’s baking pancakes: he just sizzles |
The wolf is prowling, looking for bread |
Bread on the road is not a burden |
Lunch is not looking for a belly |
Without bread you won’t be full; you can’t sing a song about something that didn’t exist. |
The same dough, but a different jelly |
You can't brew beer (porridge) with a fool |
My belly loves that the eyes see the porridge (they look at the porridge) |
Bread to bread brother (about hospitality) |
Although the ward is white, it’s boring without bread |
No bread in the bag, not a penny in the cat |
Where the jelly is, he sat down; where the pie is, he lay down here.
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Master's mercy - jelly satiety |
We lived until the end - no bread, no way |
You can't eat bread without salt |
Smart kid, knows what's bread and what's chaff |
The same damn thing, but on a platter |
Don't teach me how to bake pancakes, I can do it myself |
Sow grain for bread - neither thresh nor winnow |
Whoever has an empty house does not cook porridge thickly |
You're full, Tatar, if you don't eat porridge |
Our grief is that without butter it’s porridge. |
You know lunch by eating, Aum by listening |
He won't give a damn about himself |
Kissel ate up his legs |
A shovel of bread for the owner, and a pot of porridge for the threshers |
While the bread is in the oven, do not sit on the oven, it will spoil |
You won't be hungry with bread |
Fed up on Russian bread (they talk about well-fed or rich foreigners) |
If there is no bread, there will be no lunch |
His mouth is wide open for someone else's porridge |
Bread and salt will not allow the enemy to do evil |
We are not proud people: if there is no bread, give us some pies. |
Sparing water and not cooking porridge |
Don't leave things for tomorrow, but leave bread |
Where the jelly is, that’s where he sat down, where the pie is, that’s where he lay down
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There are no arcs in the forest, no bread in the haystacks, in debt (or: in a loan, in court) |
No matter how much bread you have, it’s your will |
Have bread for lunch, and a word for an answer |
God is on the wall, bread is on the table |
Four walkers, two gores, one bready (cow) |
Don’t go kanda (cat) into penda (oven), in pende kanda (porridge) pass |
One can't argue with porridge. One of the porridge is an orphan |
The hostess didn’t provide lunch, so apparently they’re pushing towards their neighbor |
Don't let the hungry cut bread |
And the man is rich, but without bread he is not a peasant |
Need bread for after lunch too |
And a thin belly, and chewing bread |
It is not the bread that follows the belly, but the belly that follows the bread. |
Confused, like putting porridge in bast shoes |
Fight with bread and salt. Bread - salt - payback |
Grandma calls for porridge (i.e. for christening) |
It's a bad housewife who doesn't know how to dissolve pancakes. |
That's good for those who have jelly and mash |
Eat bread if there is no pie |
They eat bread not only in your yard |
You can't work without bread, you can't dance without wine. |
Rye bread - grandpa roll |
Like the land, like the bread |
And it happened that we ate porridge, and now the prison in honor |
The matter is in the hands - and the bread is in the mouth |
Two brothers are like a bear, and two matchmakers are like jelly |
Without bread, without salt, a bad conversation (half a conversation) |
Bread and water are healthy foods |
Bread - eat salt, but cut the truth
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Oatmeal porridge boasted that it was born with cow butter |
Sleeping without dinner is like a dog |
There's no time for lunch if there's no bread |
Damn is not a wedge, it won’t split your belly |
They treat godfather with pancakes, and Foma with kicks |
A hungry godfather has bread on his mind. People are for bread, so I’m not blind |
You can't put whole bread in your mouth |
Keep up with people - don’t have lunch without cabbage soup |
Bread father, water mother |
Life is bad without bread and near water |
Thank God, not without a share: there is no bread, so there are children |
Not a piece of bread, and there’s a longing in my throat |
Lunch is bad if there is no bread |
Bread and water - miner's food |
I slurp good cabbage soup without salt, but when it’s bad I don’t lose any salt. |
This is mine: buy it, you will eat (the grandmother says at the christening, serving porridge) |
A heap of bread for the owner, and a pot of porridge for the threshers |
You can't spoil porridge with oil |
The cattle are given a little grain feed so that they multiply |
I sold my soul for an oatmeal pancake |
You won’t eat enough bread for our pit (family) |
Who wants to eat porridge, buy a spoon (from the custom at christenings) |
You can't over-grease the porridge |
To toothless, porridge is dad, and jelly is brother |
You can't cook porridge with him
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In my own family the porridge is thick |
You don't live by bread, you live by prayer |
Bread sleeps in man |
Until you eat porridge from one cup, you won’t recognize a person |
Dinner is not needed - it would be lunch |
And the teeth that eat jelly |
Boots are asking for porridge |
After seventy graves one pancake was enough (torn) |
Bread - salt does not scold |
Bread on the road is not a burden |
You made the porridge yourself, so you can disentangle it yourself |
Lying bread neither waters nor feeds |
Bread and salt and some water |
The miller has bread, the hunter has meat |
You can't cook porridge by talking |
I gathered like a hungry man for jelly |
Man is not satisfied with bread alone |
Someone else's bread is in your mouth |
Damn it's not bad for the belly. Damn is not a wedge, it won’t split your belly |
The porridge is at a halt, so we can reach it |
Without salt it’s tasteless, but without bread it’s unsatisfying |
From good people we accept bread and salt, and a young man to boot |
The guests are looking at the stove, it’s clear they want porridge |
On bread, on salt and on a kind word (thank you) |
Dry March and wet May - there will be porridge and loaf |
Someone else's dinner is no more joyful than your own home. |
Bread on the table - and the table is a throne, not a piece of bread - and the table is a board. Bread for bread is not bad |
I made porridge, so don’t skimp on milk or butter |
Conversation without bread is no good |
Eat bread with your teeth, but do your work with your hands |
Whoever you share bread and salt with is the one you resemble |
No salt, no bread, don't care for lunch |
Eat bread and salt, but listen to your master |
Milk rivers and jelly banks (promise) |
Doing is not me, working is not me, but eating jelly is not against me |
The land of bread is like paradise under the fir tree. The pot of cabbage soup is big |
Our Naum is on his own: he listens to listen, but the knower slurps cabbage soup |
Cabbage soup and porridge - our mother |
Whether you ate or didn’t eat, they’ll count you for lunch |
The millet is sparse and the mush is thin |
Like bread and kvass, so is everything with us. |
For lunch, bread and salt and some water; for dinner, our grief, rye porridge, but I would have eaten even that, but there is no |
Eat bread and salt, but listen to your master |
You'll eat the damn thing and you'll notice two |
They do not refuse bread and salt (and the king does not refuse) |
Bread before lunch, and the word before the answer |
Whatever the freak, he still puts bread in his mouth |
Thick porridge will not disperse a family |
The rich man has every hair in oil, but the poor man doesn't even have a hair in the mess. |
There will be no bread, there will be no lunch |
Without a pancake it’s not an olive, without a cake it’s not a birthday boy |
Don’t leave things in reserve, but leave bread in reserve. |
Without bread - half a meal |
No bread, no salt in bitter captivity |
He lives not reaps, but chews bread |
Whose land is his bread |
After lunch there are a lot of empty (walking) spoons |
Move away, it's not up to you, the pancakes will burn here |
Bread and water are different food, but we drink beer and wine at the same time |
Rich, rich, but without bread - not a peasant |
Water will wash and bread will feed |
Hay is black, so porridge is white (in the rain) |
Where is the cabbage soup and porridge, there is our place |
Lean gruel, and even without cereals |
He who is not lazy to plow will produce bread |
When I was little I ate porridge, but when I grew up I ate crackers in honor of |
Whose bread I eat, whose song I sing (whose we eat) |
They don’t pay for bread and salt, except thanks |
My belly loves that there is a lot of porridge |
Cabbage soup and porridge - our mother |
Damn good, not alone |
He looks like a morel and braids the porridge like a hero |
For jelly, for pancakes, and then even change the saints |
Bulat iron and jelly cuts |
Bread is expensive, but not more expensive than you and me |
Boots under the squeak, and porridge without butter |
Bread and salt are a mutual matter |
Eat bread, eat salt, but tell the truth |
Bread and salt eats ours, but doesn’t listen to us |
And a fool will eat porridge if only there was butter |
Damn and pie and a pot of porridge |
Roll the bread and don’t get your hands dirty |
I would cook porridge, but the chickens would peck at the cereal |
Set aside the pancakes until another day. Stale bread is an honest lunch |
It just rolls into your mouth like a buttery pancake |
Votive porridge, folded |
On the First Savior, holy wells, holy wreaths of bread (southern) |
The well-fed one has a party on his mind, and the hungry one has lunch |
He is good who gives water and food, and he who is bread and salt is not bad. |
Tomorrow's bread won't fill you today |
Giving grandma a gift for porridge (at a christening) |
Someone else's bread is delicious |
At random, a man plows the arable land (and sows bread) |
The work is bitter, but the bread is sweet |
I wanted a cake from the cat, a pancake from the dog |
The first damn thing is lumpy |
Someone else's bread is crowing in the throat |
Eat bread and salt, destroy a swan |
Our grief is rye porridge, but I would have eaten something like that, but there is no |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge: we don’t want to eat, and it’s a pity to leave |
Damn good, not alone. Wrap a slice in a pancake |
This bread, but eat chaff |
This bread - don’t sleep, if you start reaping - you won’t doze |
From the son - a fool - not bread, but a kolob |
A bottle of wine and one and a half pancakes, that’s what I’ll get |
A well-fed man counts the stars in the sky, but a hungry man thinks about bread. |
In the family the porridge is thicker |
As is the land, so is the bread. As is the master, so is the work. |
Bread and water - blissful food |
Where there is porridge, there are ours |
Whoever feeds him bread, sing a song to him |
If you don’t judge, you’ll catch noodles; and if you miss, you’ll end up with mush of bread |
In the field - for bread, in the forest - for firewood |
Not by having a lighter supper, but by having a stronger supper |
And lunch is not lunch if there is no bread for lunch |
I was about to cook porridge, but the chickens pecked at the cereal |
There would be a head on your shoulders, and there would be bread |
It’s not a problem that there is quinoa in the bread, it’s a disaster when there is neither bread nor quinoa |
Artel porridge is better |
Bread is salt and sleep is good. Bread - salt does not leave the table |
Borscht without porridge is a widower, porridge without borscht is a widower |
Our food is not nuts, but ours is porridge. |
Well, lunch: one eats, and two collapse |
It’s cramped in the open field: one person cooks porridge, and even spills it |
I ate bread and salt, but did not sing a prayer service |
If there is not a piece of bread, there is sadness in the mansion |
Without bread and with honey I feel sick |
Bread is father, water is mother |
When the wood is burning, then the porridge is cooked |
Two people don’t wait for one to dine, but the brave one eats alone |
He who is glad to work will be rich in bread |
Save bread for food, and money for trouble |
Road spoon for dinner |
The little devil is full if he doesn't eat porridge |
Without bread and salt there is no dinner |
It won’t be used for bread, but it will be used for wine |
A quiver of arrows, a lunch of pies |
They called him to dinner, but he came to eat |
Without a pancake, it’s not Shrovetide; without a pie, it’s not a name day. |
Our grief is that without butter it’s porridge. |
Potatoes protect bread |
If the ice on the river becomes piles, and there will be piles of bread, but smoothly |
Porridge is not tasty without oil |
Without bread and without porridge - our labors are worthless |
If porridge comes out of the pot from the oven - for worse, into the oven - for good |
Better bread and water than pie with misfortune |
You won’t live long on someone else’s bread and someone else’s mind. |
It's hard to earn bread, but you can live with bread |
Eat the pies and save the bread in advance |
A smart guy; he went crazy for a cool mess |
Lunch is bad if there is no bread. It's not lunch without bread |
You don't cut bread according to your family |
Damn it's not bad for the belly |
The porridge is sometimes thick, but the bowl is sometimes empty |
The cabbage soup is whitened, there is no porridge - this is a girl's lunch |
You can’t put a cut piece on bread (it won’t stick) |
Throw bread and salt back and you will find yourself in front |
Pancakes are baked and greased like this |
The poor man doesn’t even eat bread; rich - and he will eat a man |
Our porridge, Popov’s cabbage soup (Dyakonov’s noodles) |
Lunch for lunch - not stick to stick |
The road is red for the riders, and lunch is for the eaters |
I groaned from day to evening, but there was nothing for dinner |
Brewed the porridge - clear it up |
Whoever does not knead porridge, his father and mother will die; and whoever crumples doesn’t get a blowjob |
Where there is cabbage soup and porridge, there is our place |
Attention to the field - plenty of bread |
And the fool will cook porridge: if only there were grains and water |
I was brave when I ate porridge |
Throwing bread means disrespecting labor |
Even though a man swears, jelly is not suitable for a dowry |
Our food is not nuts, but ours is porridge. |
Eat bread by the sweat of your brow |
Our grief is buckwheat porridge: we won’t be able to eat, we don’t want to fall behind |
It's not lunch without bread |
Bread puts you on your feet, but wine pours down |
Kissel is not harmful to teeth |
Not a piece of bread, so longing will take over |
He loves pop, damn it, and would eat it alone |
Crush oats until they smell sour |
Bread and water are our noble food |
Bread is the head of everything |
You won’t be full without bread and honey |
Rely on someone else's porridge, but your own would be in the oven |
For bread and salt, protection with kvass, for noodles, for porridge, for your mercy |
Bread and salt and lunch is on its way |
Without bread - death, without salt - laughter |
A good appetite does not find that the bread is stale |
Once you sit down and eat, you don’t need dinner |
Lunch is beautiful with pies, and the river with its banks |
If you feel comfortable with yourself, eat it, but if you don’t want the owner’s bread, it’s a pity for the salt |
Without bread and water, your feet are watery |
It’s good to lie on the stove for the finished bread |
Don't be arrogant, damn it: don't be a pie |
I was going to lunch, but they didn’t call me |
Without dinner, the pillow is spinning in our heads |
Young - gnaw bones, old - eat porridge |
All bread and bread, scattered blind |
A buttery pancake pops into your mouth |
I made the porridge, so don’t skimp on the butter |
Bread will nourish you, water will give you drink |
Cabbage soup and porridge are our nurses. Porridge is our acceleration |
Buckwheat porridge is our mother, bread is our breadwinner |
If you get hungry, you'll figure out how to get some bread |
When you come home you will find bread and salt |
Don't close your eyes and don't let your tongue get into trouble |
The jelly has eaten up my legs. Kissel and satiate - woman's food |
You can’t make tasty porridge from stolen grains |
He promised milk rivers and jelly banks |
The calf died - the bread arrived |
Plow deeper - wait for more bread |
Our daily bread - even if it’s black, it’s delicious |
Fish is water, berries are grass, and bread is the head of everything. |
Such a cool mess that you can't even lift your finger |
Bread and salt make friends, but remove quarrels |
Count for money, measure for bread |
Bread and salt don't scold |
More snow in the fields means more bread in the bins |
Grandfather also knows what time lunch is. |
This porridge is our prilukka |
Rely on someone else's porridge, but your own would be in the oven |
One loves rutabaga, another loves halva, one loves gossip, the other loves rumors. Around bread and mice there are |
Cabbage soup and porridge are our food |
We live - we chew bread, and sometimes add salt |
Cabbage soup is the head of the whole meal |
Working children give bread to their father |
We lived to see that there was no bread or flour |
Eat porridge and say ours |
Better bread and water than cake and disaster |
Quotes from the series Kitchen
I wonder how the sapper feels when choosing between the blue and red wire? Probably the same as we do when we decide to tell the bitter truth or remain silent. We choose, close our eyes and wait to see whether it will explode or not.
Any vegetarian dish tastes better with meat.
We often refer to fate, which seems to have decided something for us, but the truth is that we ourselves choose whether to live in a world of illusions born of our grievances and mistakes, or to leave the past and move forward.
The main thing is not the size of the boat, but the swell of the ocean.
Happiness has no precise definition. For some it comes with the first kiss, but for others it is enough to just do a little nasty thing to be happy. And sometimes it comes unexpectedly, through long, complicated relationships. The main thing in happiness is that it exists.
From now on and forever and ever we welcome you to our kitchen! In the name of the oven and baking tray! In the name of the frying pan and ladle! Omelette!
Icicles! Don't park cars! This is an appeal to all icicles.
- Chief, what kind of nonsense is this? Why bother peeling off these labels from bananas? - For the balance of the Universe. After all, somewhere out there, in Africa, a rump like you is sticking these labels on.
Life often presents us with choices. Someone consciously makes the wrong choice, someone tries to protect them from a wrong decision, but nothing works. And someone is completely confused.
- Meet Tyson! This is Vika. Vicky has beautiful legs. Meet Vika! This is Tyson. There is nothing beautiful about him, he is generally a moral monster.
In everything that happens to us, look for a woman. She can do anything to us: bring us back to life or put our lives at risk. We try to do everything for women! And the woman does everything for this.
What is trust? We create this weightless, elusive matter from grains of devotion and labor, days, months, years, and we can destroy it in an instant with a rash act. Human trust is an absolute value. Although sometimes, when you lose something valuable, you can find something that has no price.
- Take the red one. - He makes me look fat. - How can a tie make you look fat? — Leva, when you have 120 kilograms of live weight, anything can make you fat!
When we play with life, we do not notice how it plays with us. It makes us neglect the feelings of loved ones, not realizing that their love is the most precious thing we have. She gives us temptations, but immediately gives us strength to make the right choice.
Every thoughtless act in our life is a boomerang that invariably comes back and painfully hits us in the forehead, trying to drive worldly wisdom into us. But even after this we often do not draw conclusions. We get up, rub the bruise and launch endless swarms of boomerangs over and over again.
What is a person? A person is a set of habits, stereotypes, values, personal beliefs that he develops over the years. But suddenly something stupid happens, and habits change. At this moment a new person is born. Sometimes we change thanks to our loved ones, and sometimes a person can be changed even by people whom he simply did not notice before... And it also happens that someone changes you, and you change someone, and then two new people are born who Now they will change themselves for each other.
Nerve cells, like burnt pork, do not recover.
There are no wars without losses, and sometimes victory brings so many losses that it looks more like defeat. War is always unpredictable - your enemy can become your ally if the two of you have common interests. The people who suffer the most from war are the innocents who are forced into battle against their will. War is the path of deception. And sometimes you yourself are deceived.
By interfering in someone else's dispute, you always risk losing yourself. There is only one way to win someone else's dispute - to sacrifice yourself. And in an argument with yourself, you have little chance at all. Few, but they exist.
Responsibility is a strange thing. On the one hand, we are afraid of her, but on the other hand, it is thanks to her that we gain respect and become closer to each other. And when we do irresponsible things, we draw the right conclusions... or we don’t.
I have always wondered why people create boundaries between themselves. We could simply not have constructed some boundaries, others were outlined only in our imagination, and others cannot withstand the pressure of circumstances. But there are boundaries that we specifically erect in order to happily destroy them.
Every day life gives us thousands of different opportunities: the opportunity to change, the opportunity to start over, or the opportunity to show a different side of ourselves and discover new talents. The main thing is not to miss these opportunities, because it may turn out that fate will not give you a second chance.
We cannot help but make mistakes. They are part of our life. And most importantly, they help us find the right path.
We very often go ahead, trying to change the script written to us by life. We puff, toil, strain, trying to no avail to keep up with the ghost of our pride. But as soon as we let go of the situation, life presents us with an unexpected surprise. The more persistent ones continue to fight the whole world, but in the end they realize that they are only trying to defeat themselves. But there are also those who, having gone through all the difficulties and obstacles, suddenly realize that the past cannot be returned, and they need to start life from scratch.
It's amazing how many discoveries we make every day. It seems to you that a person is just waiting for the opportunity to destroy you, but he saves you. You think you can cope with a whole team, but in reality you cannot cope with a small child. It seems to you that he is indifferent to everything, but you realize that you know little about him. There are so many discoveries ahead of us, and this is great.
- Chief, the owner is calling you. - Master? Do we live in a slave-owning system? Doesn't he have a name, huh? Serf!
I understood one important thing: no matter what happens to you during the day, the main thing is that in the evening you have somewhere to return - to a place where you are welcome, because there is nothing worse than loneliness...
Every person has the right to a second chance. Some deserve this chance through long and painstaking work; for some, life itself gives them a second chance. Someone wants to get a second chance, although they are afraid to admit it to themselves - in general, life is full of surprises!
Life constantly tests our strength. Some people cope, some don't. For some, life is a kaleidoscope of adventures, for others it is a series of disappointments. In any case, life teaches you to always be prepared for unexpected turns.
Close people cannot be thrown away. Because in the end you might end up alone.
We very often exist in our perfect illusions, we forget about who we really are, playing the roles of people unknown to us. But there comes a moment of awakening that tears off endless masks from us and exposes a reality for which we were not at all prepared. Maybe you should have woken up earlier?
By virtue of our nature, we very often step into the abyss, because we look somewhere up, at the peak of our stupid self-confidence. We fall, suffer pain, get up, move on and fall again. And so on endlessly. Maybe we should start looking at our feet?
Yes, there are days when everything goes wrong for you. But the beauty is that such days always end. For some this day brought something new, for others everything remains the same. Someone is happy about this day. And I'm happy that it's over.
Life is a series of losses and gains. Some people are sad about losses, others are happy about gains. There are those who gain by losing. And no matter what happens, the main thing is to understand that this is just the beginning.
Every coin has two sides, and one day everything can turn upside down. The one who liked you begins to hate you. The one you hit in the face becomes your friend. Well, the one who seemed like an evil tyrant becomes a little smaller.
An offended woman is capable of any action except the appropriate.
Still, no matter how we feel about changes, they happen. Sometimes we don’t get what we wanted, sometimes we become convinced that we were right, and sometimes through change we come to our starting point. The main thing is to believe that all changes in life are for the better!
- Are you spitting vinegar? - Maybe my children are starving at home! - Yeah, they're asking for vinegar.
“You joke as badly as you cook.” - I don’t understand... - And this is a familiar state for your brain.
People don’t like to make mistakes, but nevertheless they constantly make them: some are mistaken that they can control everything, others are confident that nothing can ever happen in their relationship, not even realizing that everything has already begun, others mistakenly think that the whole world is against them. We cannot help but make mistakes - they are part of our life, and most importantly, they help us find the right path.
- Hello. Did you wake me up? - No, what are you talking about? I always get up at three in the morning and wait for drunk guys with balloons.
When your close people are ready to forget their grievances in order to please you, you will also do anything to ensure that everything is fine with them, even if this means lying a little. True, as a rule, sooner or later you have to pay for any lies. And the most difficult thing is to correct the consequences of lies. Lies give rise to new lies and it is impossible to get out of this, all that remains is to believe in your strength, in yourself... in your real self. And if you start everything from scratch, the only thing left ahead of you is what you can do yourself.
Many people are often tormented by doubts: how valuable is what you have? It’s easier for someone to lose everything in order to understand how dear it was to him. The main thing is to appreciate what we have here and now.
Justice is manifested in rewarding everyone according to his deserts (Cicero). In my opinion, this is complete bullshit. Cicero did not live in the 21st century. People lie and instead of fair punishment they get what they want. Someone bears an unfair punishment for another, just like that, because he ended up in the wrong place. Or, someone created a problem for a person and answered for it. In general, life is a complicated thing, and it is often unfair to us. Although, there may be some justice in this.
You never know where the road you are on will lead you, for some it leads to a place where you want to get out as quickly as possible, and for others to a place where you want to stay longer... Everyone has their own path...
Love gives nobility even to those to whom nature has denied it.
I don’t know by what laws this universe works, but in life everything always returns to normal. Feelings that you thought you had parted with return. The life you might have lost is returned. But sometimes there is a return that would have been better not to have happened.
Many men live in blissful ignorance of how to cook porridge, bake kulebyaka and fry meat. Because mothers, grandmothers, sisters, wives or daughters do it for them.
But then one day a far from happy moment comes when the home chef leaves or, worse, doesn’t have time, is busy or gets sick...
Everyone knows that the best chefs are men. But the average man in the kitchen is a monkey with a grenade (so we managed to take revenge on the stronger sex for the joke about a woman driving!). The following can be said about the culinary exploits of most men: you never know what to expect from them. They can cook anything, and in the most disgusting and wild combinations. But the worst thing is the consequences of such cooking. For some reason, almost no man understands that preparing lunch or dinner means automatically washing and putting away everything that was used in this creative process. After them, even a flood - the impression is that there was a war going on there, and food was used as shells.
But at the same time, the man is more unusually accurate and scrupulous. If the recipe calls for two and a half yolks, he will carefully and for a long time measure out the required amount. Another inconvenience is that men cannot cook from what is in the refrigerator. They will create a menu and purchase all the necessary products, even the most exotic ones.
There is another extreme. Such men practically do not care what is on the plate. So, my dad can feed us nothing but pasta or fried potatoes for a week and does not understand at all that it is impossible to withstand such food for more than three days. My friend's boyfriend is a real gourmet, and they often create things together like rabbit in wine or mind-blowing salads. My other friend’s father doesn’t let anyone into the kitchen, however, no one regrets it - he cooks amazingly!
Irinka loved to watch when her father worked magic in the kitchen. Usually, such a thing as a man in an apron with a spoon and a ladle was extremely rare in their house; the entire female half of the apartment was tensely waiting for the outcome of the father of the family’s idea to cook. Remembering previous experiences, when, out of nowhere, towels, with the help of which they usually took hot pots from the stove, caught fire, Irinka’s mother kept water ready, and her grandmother sat down near the telephone in order to dial the treasured two digits of the fire department in time.
Irka wasn’t afraid of anything: neither fire, nor flood, but she certainly hovered at her beloved daddy’s feet, like a gramophone with a broken record, asking: “What are you doing? And why? What for?" She was a favorite, so she was the only one of all women allowed to be present during the cooking process right on the battlefield - in the kitchen. But everything her father cooked was tasty and beautiful. After all, her mother, who after work also worked at home in the kitchen, had absolutely no time to improve the aesthetic appearance of her dishes. She didn’t cut carrots into hearts, potatoes into diamonds, or onions into rings.
As you know, three “k”s are associated with a woman’s name - “Kirchen, Kinder, Kuchen” (church, children, kitchen). True, the first “ka” has long been replaced by a career. Sometimes they are combined, but this is rare. And so, after all, the kitchen and children are still a woman’s field of activity.
In Japan, more and more men are cooking. The desire of men to show their creative abilities at the stove was also noticed by the country's leading television channels, which began to regularly organize competitions between men in preparing home-cooked dishes. The ratings of these programs are very high. No less important is the creation of clubs for men who cook in their free time.
And in Europe and the USA, the kitchen ceases to be the fortress of housewives. There is a connection between the increase in the number of men at home and changes in urban life. Eating out at restaurants and cafes with a high level of service provides an opportunity to get an idea of gourmet cuisine. Therefore, everyday home cooking no longer brings pleasure to gourmets and not only them.
Men cook because they want to create something truly delicious. Since ancient times, women have cooked in an ordinary way, according to the obligation assigned to them by tradition to feed their household.
For many men, the kitchen has become a place of self-expression where they can show off their creativity. In order to awaken in a man the desire to cook at least occasionally, you need to remember a few simple rules.
· Never scold him if he breaks, scatters or loses something. This is a kind of production cost. · Never interfere with the process, even if you can do everything much faster and better. In this case, you will always have to do everything yourself. · Never rush to immediately eliminate the consequences of his presence in the kitchen. First, eat his creation with gusto and praise him. · Never give advice unless asked. · Never refuse to try the result of his work, even if you are on a diet. Try not to wince if IT doesn't taste good at all.
One day I was too lazy to cook, and I decided - shouldn’t we have a romantic dinner by preparing it together? At first, I spent half an hour proving to him on the phone that every man has culinary talent, that we still won’t cook duck in orange sauce, that everything will be simple... The main thing is communication, in the end! Doing things together brings you closer! In the end, I persuaded her, of course (should my gift of persuasion go to waste?), but this romantic idea cost me a trip to football the following weekend. But what won't you do for love?
I thought for a long time about what I could cook with my boyfriend, but it turned out to be anything. But I didn’t want his job to be just peeling vegetables and slicing bread. The menu included the following: pasta with sauce, vegetable salad and ice cream for dessert.
While I was cooking pasta, my boyfriend was rummaging through the refrigerator for sauce ingredients. As you understand, his main task was to show imagination - and to such an extent that the dish could be eaten. (It's common knowledge that pasta sauce can be made from just about anything.) Manifested! I barely had time to follow his hands. He poured oil into a frying pan, threw in finely chopped onions, then, having scalded three large tomatoes, peeled them, cut them and added them to the onions. I must admit that this action stunned me so much that my hands dropped - what a dexterity... When I asked where he learned this, he received a completely indifferent answer: “I saw it on TV.”
Garlic, parsley, and cilantro were added to the stewed tomatoes and onions. In a separate pan, he fried small pieces of bacon and added them all to the sauce. By this time I had already managed to cut tomatoes and Chinese lettuce, open a jar of pitted olives and cut them into circles and scald the onions. We mixed all this with feta cheese, poured it with oil and it turned out to be an excellent Greek salad. Regarding the ice cream, he said that he could handle it himself and removed me from the kitchen. By the time everything was ready, I already felt brutally hungry.
The table was set together, and he served the food (a fabulous sight, I must say). Just the sight and smell of a plate of pasta, heartily poured with sauce, made me thrill and melt. And judging by the way my beloved devoured the dishes, he was no less pleased. It was time for dessert. Here again I was surprised. A bowl appeared in front of me with ice cream cut into squares (!), poured with syrup and decorated with fruit.
And now - specific observations. They are in no way intended to belittle the abilities of men (God forbid!), but are intended only to make their lives a little easier, freeing women from high expectations. From the male side, of course, everything is seen differently. This article does not cover chefs, experienced cooks or lucky members of the stronger sex who are gifted with culinary talent, inclination or instincts.
1. It’s better to fast or cook dumplings
If a man has the slightest choice between “cook” and “not cook,” he will most likely choose “not cook.” Be patient, go to the supermarket/restaurant/neighbor, or, as a last resort, buy dumplings. Until the last moment, options will be selected that require as little effort and complex operations as possible.
Often men are not lazy, but are simply afraid to do something in a completely unfamiliar area and feel helpless. Remember yourself when your computer broke down for the first time - I doubt that you immediately fearlessly went to fix it yourself.
A case from one's life:
- My mother left, I’ll have to eat dumplings all week, however, there’s a big piece of meat in the freezer. - Well, then prepare it. - I'm afraid of cutting it wrong. The women present were at first speechless, but the phenomenon, so to speak, takes place in nature.
2. The fact that he saw you cook means absolutely nothing.
If you cook in his presence, engage him to help in certain operations, even if he cooked something himself, but in your presence and under your leadership, do not have any illusions that he knows how and can do it himself. All this means absolutely nothing. It is likely that the man at that time was thinking about his own things and purely mechanically following the instructions.
One should not hope that individual operations and, especially, the general scheme of the process have at least somehow caught on in his mind. Count on the fact that you have a blank sheet of paper in front of you, describe everything in detail. Imagine what would happen if you had to change a tire or some part on the road. It doesn't matter how many times your husband has done this in front of you or with you. When you do everything yourself, it’s a completely different matter.
An incident from life that is regularly repeated.
Call: - How did you do such and such? - Well, you and I did it yesterday (or: I did it yesterday in front of your eyes)! - Do you think I remember?
3. All instructions are strictly followed, common sense check is disabled
If instructions on cooking issues are received from the “chef”, this is the law, neither subtract nor add. A man considers his boss to be a reasonable and prudent being, just like himself, who knows how to clearly and logically formulate his thoughts.
Unfortunately, we women have trouble with this. We often use intuition and are able to correctly understand phrases like “Should I roll wooden curlers or tomorrow?” and we forget that men can’t do that. For us, the phrases “to taste”, “by eye” and the like will do, but for them, please, formulate it clearly and also remember that your husband’s pinch is twice as large as yours, “spoons” come in tea and table spoons, and “glasses” " - by 200, by 250 or even by 295.
If you didn’t clearly indicate something in the instructions, blame yourself. The man is 100% not to blame. It's fair. If you changed the fuel filter exactly according to its instructions and did something wrong, you would also be 100% not to blame.
A case from one's life.
Call: - You said that to bake meat in the sleeve you need clothespins. Which? Green? - No no! What you? Green ones are for laundry! There are special clothespins in the bag with the sleeve. And if I hadn’t called...
4. If something isn’t in the instructions, don’t expect him to figure it out on his own.
Even if your man is a talented engineer, don't rely on it. His engineering talents and penchant for optimization remain outside the kitchen. All knowledge about the physical and chemical properties of substances is even further. This is not his diocese. When you don't know how to do anything, you won't optimize. But you can come up with something that you can’t put on your head.
If he does something in a suboptimal and illogical way, this is not a reason to scold or be indignant. He is learning, support him, gently discuss how best. If something was not indicated or provided for in the instructions, it’s your own fault! Be especially aware of safety precautions. For example, “don’t put eggs in the microwave.”
A case from one's life:
- Why do you fry meat in two frying pans if one would be enough? “You said to fry it well, I was afraid that it wouldn’t cook well on one.”
5. Cooking and keeping the kitchen clean are different tasks.
To the credit of the men, many of them act clearly and pedantically, and after them the kitchen looks even better than under the rule of the chef. But there are also exceptions.
The main task is to cook. All the time and energy is devoted to this task; there is not enough attention for the rest. Multi-handedness and multitasking are a feminine trait, not a masculine one. A couple of awkward, inept movements and that’s it - the kitchen turns... the kitchen turns into a springboard for filming a housewife’s nightmare. Although women are not immune from this.
If you want it to be clean, discuss the neatness and subsequent cleaning separately. Or do it yourself. Just don’t do like my grandmother, who is lying in bed with a fever, eats the soup prepared by her grandfather, and then defiantly goes to clean the stove, moaning and groaning.
Or like my friend, who for 15 years still cannot forgive her husband for the incident when she had just washed the curtain, and her husband went to heat up the meat and: “I came, and all the meat was on the curtain, how could he, a scoundrel?!”
In the end, what is more important to you - results, purity or relationships? And to “walk in his shoes,” you can refill an inkjet printer cartridge once.
So, conclusions:
1. By default, assume that you can’t do anything. 2. Give clear instructions. 3. Describe in detail and warn about everything. 4. Don’t scold, don’t be indignant, don’t find fault, but put yourself in his place and try to understand and forgive. 5. Remember that you can clean the kitchen in a couple of hours, but it may take years to wash away the grudge.
Don't forget to thank your deputy for his help. Praise what turned out well, even if it is not the entire process or result, but some particular aspect, including accuracy. Let cooking be associated with pleasant emotions.
The difficulties of the first time will be forgotten over time, and the pride from the feeling “I was able”, “I succeeded” will remain in the memory. Feeling your support and approval, an inexperienced man can eventually turn into a reliable assistant chef, and maybe outdo you.
The modern woman is so tired of household chores that by the evening she becomes like a squeezed lemon. Naturally, she no longer has time to prepare tasty and healthy food. And you need to eat right, because the taste of the dish she prepares depends on the mood in which the housewife prepares food. Good food only comes when it is prepared with joy and a smile. There is only one way out - the woman must be freed from the stove at least for a while. Our dear men-citizens!!! Do you like to cook (for us women)? What will the ladies say?
Statuses about the kitchen
You are preparing such a snack. IT'S SHOOTING THERE! IT'S HISSING IN HERE! Not a kitchen, but a damn war.
“Darling, I really can’t find a place for myself.” – Forgot where the kitchen is?
Feng Shui rules: where the laptop is, there is a kitchen.
It's good to be a woman: you know that your place is the kitchen. And to the men: suffer, look for yourself in this big and cruel world. I would be a wonderful cook, but the sofa won’t let me go and the kitchen won’t let me in.
Meanness is when you’ve already brushed your teeth before going to bed, and you’re tempted to go to the kitchen to snack on a cookie or a sandwich with milk.
Why, when I go to the kitchen, the cat suddenly wakes up and runs to eat its food, as if I were going to eat it?
Let's all go to... the kitchen)
I can hear the food shaking in the refrigerator when I go into the kitchen after steaming.
Only with me It happens, you go into the kitchen, drink some water, and when I figure out what I’m doing, I’m already finishing my second sandwich?!) o_O
You cook, cook, stand in the kitchen for half a day, and then your daughter declares that sausages and pasta are the most delicious food. Why the hell did you cook? And, most importantly, the next day you go back to the kitchen and cook and cook)
A man in the kitchen is not only flattering, but also terribly sexy.
I hear my mother grumbling in the kitchen. I listen - at first quietly: - Damn it, I forgot to put baked milk in the refrigerator... Then loudly: - Daughter, will you have fermented baked milk?
Today I woke up and looked out the window... it was nice to see “I love you”, and in the kitchen there was a bouquet of roses in a vase :*
Most Russians, if it’s a long walk to the bathroom, wash their hands in the kitchen with dishwashing detergent.
Do you want to lose weight? Don't watch TV in the kitchen!
A very plump woman, wanting to lose weight, hung a notice in her kitchen: “I don’t eat after six.” The husband added: “MORNING!”
- Dad, I lost my pills! These little black ones with stripes, have you seen them? - We have a problem and it’s much more serious, son... - What is it? - There are goblins in the kitchen!
In the kitchen the spoons were rattling, the pots were going into the last battle. Why did we take a lot of beer? And a drip through the dry?
- Well, how is she in bed? “I have no idea, we’ve only fucked in the kitchen so far.”
Everyone says that a woman’s place is in the kitchen. Ok, I'll go eat it.
I decided to cook meat in wine, after 5 bottles I didn’t even understand what I was doing in the kitchen...
It’s good that the computer and the kitchen are far from each other... At least there’s some movement...
Evening. Kitchen. Tea. Candies.
Russian national cuisine – BOTTLEBROD…
If you're looking for sympathy, don't go into the kitchen. There I am.
When you go to the kitchen for tea, don’t forget to collect all the mugs near the computer... )
A woman’s past is like a restaurant kitchen; it’s better not to look into it.