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Once upon a time there was an old man with an old woman. We lived and grieved, interrupted from bread to kvass. From autumn to spring, they somehow toiled, and from spring to autumn they were in trouble at all: they fed on swans and berries.

Once the old man got hold of a basket of wheat and says:

All people sow and plow, we will sow too - we will have our own bread in the fall.

Sowed. Wheat has given birth to glory.

The old man and the old woman are not overjoyed, they walk around every day admiring the wheat: the wheat is a wall, an ear of an ear is thicker.

Neighbors are jealous:

Such a harvest of centuries has not been seen! It's time to clean up the bread.

The old man sharpened the sickles:

Tomorrow, old woman, let's go harvest wheat!

At that time, a strong wind arose, a black cloud came, and a large hail fell on the old man's strip. That hail completely knocked out all the wheat, not a single ear was left.

The old man twisted, hung his head, and the old woman swears:

All my life I have grieved with you, with a mediocre one. You are not lucky in anything. For once, they got hold of seeds and raised wheat - and then it was dashing, trouble struck. In other strips, the ear was not spoiled, and we did not have any grain left.

The old man consoles:

Do not cry, old woman, do not grieve, tears and swearing at losses cannot be reversed. The wind drove a cloud, we will begin to look for a council - let the wind compensate for the losses.

Even worse, the old woman swore:

The old man has lost his mind: he grinds with his tongue, which has never been heard. Look now for the wind in the field!

And the old man keeps repeating:

I'll go from the wind to ask: the wind is to blame - the wind is in the answer.

He walked long, short, close, far, and reached a high mountain.

There is a large hut near the mountain. There are four porches in the hut: one overlooks the sunrise, the other at midday, the third to the west, and the fourth porch at midnight.

At that time buckets rattled, an old woman, an old woman, came down to the well - she could barely stand on her feet. She scooped up some water.

The old man greeted:

Hello grandma! Let me help you with the water.
- Great, kind person! Thank you for your kind words. Go to the hut, take a break from the road, and I'll handle the buckets myself: I'm still capable.

We went up to the porch and entered the hut. The old woman laid the table, fed and watered the guest, put him to sleep on the stove and began to ask:

Where, good man, are you going, where are you going? Did he come to us of his own free will, or did bondage-need bring us?
- Oh, grandmother, you do not know my trouble. The old woman and I grew a wheat, but the wind drove a cloud with hail, and knocked everything out clean - there was no grain left. We have nothing to live with, even though the world go. And so I went all over the world to look for councils.
- Well, if so, it is fixable. After all, I am the mother of all four winds, and my sons did not come out of my will. By all appearances, the mischievous Midnighter, my youngest son, offended you - he is good for such things. Wait a little, the sons will return home, I will force the guilty one to return the loss to you.

After a short time, a noise was heard from the east side, the doors from the east porch were thrown open - the east wind flew in. After that there was a smell of warmth from the midday side - and a gentle Midday wind flew into the hut from the noon porch. And at that very moment, from those doors that go out at sunset, the West-wind appeared.

Suddenly it rumbled, rustled around, the hut started shaking - and with a laugh and a whistle burst into the hut from the midnight side Midnight-wind:

Oh, and I asked the fear of ships at sea today! Played enough, amused myself, I want to eat!

Meanwhile, the old woman gathered on the table, fed and watered her sons and said:

Well, which of you, sons, has done some trouble recently?

Called the old man:

Go, speak, don't be afraid of anything!

The old man came down from the stove and told everything how it was. Midnighter calmed down, lowered his head.

Apparently, you, Midnighter, are to blame, - said the mother, - and you have an answer to keep.
- Nothing, mom, - the Midnighter shook his head, - the whole thing will get better! And you, dear guest, are brave and assertive - I love those. If he was not afraid to look for me and tell the whole truth to my face, be my named brother, and do not grieve about the loss.

He took out a bundle from his bosom and handed it to the old man:

Here's a self-assembled tablecloth for you - at any time you will be full. Just unfold the tablecloth and say: "Drink, eat!" - and eat, drink what your heart desires. Only, mind you, an agreement: if you go home, don't go to the inn.

The old man thanked his named brother and the mother of the four winds for the affectionate reception, for the treat and for the gift, said goodbye to everyone and set off on the way back.

He walked, walked, walked and was so tired, completely exhausted, he himself thinks:

“We'll have to spend the night this night on the way too, today we still can't get home. Why didn't Midnighter tell me to go to the inn? It’s not in the field for me to while away the night! Your own bread - at least stay with the priest. "

And he went to the inn.

He sat down at the table, resting, the owner asks:

Maybe collect dinner, and drink vodka with ustatka? Order!
- I don't need anything purchased, I have everything of my own. He took out a tablecloth from his bosom, unrolled it and said:

Fathers-lights, where did it come from: different dishes were set, fragrant honey, sweet wines, snacks, all sorts of snacks - the table is breaking! Drink, eat - the soul is a measure!

The owner was dumbfounded, he looked with all his eyes, he could not utter a word. Such a diva has never seen.

And the old man is glad-radekhonek:

Now the old woman and I will have what to drink and eat; there will be something to regale and good people.

And for joy he calls the owner:

Sit down to dinner with me and call everyone you have - there will be enough treats for everyone!

The owner called his wife and the guys, and they all sat down at the old man's table. They sit and treat themselves. The old man drank some sweet wine yeah strong honey, and there was a noise in his head, he started to sing the song.

Here the owner and the thought has sunk:

"I wish I could use this tablecloth!"

After supper the old man fell on the bench and fell fast asleep. The owner replaced the self-assembled tablecloth with exactly the same-looking simple tablecloth.

The next morning the old man woke up at dawn and soon went home.

The old woman greeted him with abuse:

Where does the goblin carry you? There is no grain of bread at home, no log of firewood, and he has not enough grief!
- Be quiet, old woman! Sit down at the table, treat yourself to whatever your heart desires, drink, eat your fill!

He sat the old woman down at the table, unrolled the tablecloth:

Drink, eat!

What? There is nothing…

Drink, eat!

Again, nothing. The old woman could not stand it, jumped up, grabbed the frying pan:

Oh you idle talker, you thought of joking and mocking! - And once, once a frying pan: - On, here, on you, hateful!

The old man struggled out of the hut forcibly - but he ran away.

Stopped outside the outskirts:

“Something is wrong here. Apparently Midnighter deceived me. Well, he attacked the wrong one! Now I'm familiar with the road. "

And he went to the mother of the four winds.

He walked, walked, and late in the evening came to a high mountain, to a large hut with four porches. At that very time, the brothers-winds fled home from all four directions. They picked up the guest and carried him to the hut.

The old man greeted the mother of the four winds and the brothers and said to the wind Midnight:

You are not brotherly, named brother, you are doing business. Your self-assembled tablecloth gave me drink, fed me only once, but that was the end of it. Is that the same way to mock me?
- Wait, wait, - says the Midnighter, - did you come to the inn?
- I did.
- Well, blame yourself in everything, if you did not obey me.

He took out a wallet from his bosom:

Take this wallet and go. You will never need anything. What you need, shake your wallet - and how much money you need, you will shake so much. Yes, look, remember my word: don't go anywhere dear.

The guest was watered, fed, and he went home. The tale soon tells itself, and even more so, the old man is in a hurry to go home.

He walked, walked and reached the inn where he had stayed before.

“I was completely emaciated, and my legs no longer bend, anyway I can't get to the house today. I'll stop by for the night. "

I went in and greeted. The innkeeper recognized the old man and greeted him affectionately:

Sit down and rest, kind man. If you do not disdain our treat, order a drink and eat from the road.

And the old man is both cold and hungry. "Let me try what Midnighter awarded me!" He ordered supper to be served, and asked for wine.

I drank a glass or two and got drunk with the ustatku. Calls:

Sit down, master, and call everyone of yours, what do you have in the oven, all swords on the table! I will pay for everything, you will not remain at a loss.

The owner fussed, applied various dishes and all kinds of drinks, called his wife and children, and everyone began to help themselves.

They drink and eat, but the owner is impatient to find out what kind of curiosity the old man has. He is demanding more and more new dishes, and what will be used to calculate? He endured, endured and says:

Well, kind person, thanks for the treat, it's time to rest. It's early tomorrow, tea, if you go, we'll pay for everything today.

The old man took out a self-shaking wallet from his bosom. He shook it once, twice - and silver and gold fell. Shook, poured a full dish of money:

Take it, master, everything is yours - I have enough of this stuff!

And he stared at the old man, sits silent. Then he grabbed the dish, began to sort out the money with his hands: the money is correct, gold and silver are real.

This is a curiosity!

The guest fell asleep and fell asleep in a sound, deep sleep. He sleeps, does not feel trouble over himself, but trouble-adversity is right there.

The owner found the same wallet and replaced the old men with a self-shaking wallet.

In the morning wounds, the old man jumped up early and went home.

At home, I only crossed the threshold, snatched a wallet from my bosom, shows:

Do not swear, old woman, this time without deception. Give me a basket, I’ll shake some money, and go to the market, buy what you need.

The old woman looked:

Seems tough.

She brought a basket, set it up.

The old man shook his wallet once, twice, an old copper button fell out - and there was nothing else. The wallet began to shake again. Shaking, shaking - there is nothing.

Then the old woman let the old man regale with what was at hand. She beats, and she herself cries, says:

Oh, you windbag, windbag, ruined me, miserable! I wasted my whole life with you have a good day I have not seen it, but in my old age and completely lost my mind, day by day it becomes more stupid.

Beat, until the basket crumbled, then rushed for the poker. And the old man - God give his feet - jumped out of the hut and ran until the village was out of sight.

He stopped: “Well, where to go now? The old woman scolds and fights, and after such deceptions I feel ashamed in her eyes. Until I find a council, I don’t toss and turn home. Had the innkeeper replaced the self-assembled tablecloth and the self-shaking purse? Or is the wind Midnighter taunting? I will go to my named brother: the owner, if he changed the tablecloth and the purse, will still not obey ”.

For the third time the old man went to the high mountain.

Wind Midnighter at home was. He went out of the hut and greeted the named brother unfriendly:

I know everything about you. Again you disobeyed me, blame yourself now! For this bag and live with your own mind. Need will come - shake the bag and just say: "Two from the bag!" - and you will see what will happen. Now goodbye!

Midnighter said nothing more, whistled, screeched, soared under the clouds and flew off to distant lands, distant seas.

The old man put on his bag and trudged back. He walks and thinks: “It would be nice to drink, eat! Let me try the bag. " He took off his bag, shook it and said:

Two of the bag!

At the same moment two lads with clubs jumped out of the bag and began to beat and pound the old man. And until then they beat and thrashed, until he thought to shout:

Two in the bag!

Immediately the fellows disappeared, as if they had never happened for a century.

The old man scratches his sides, and he thinks: "It is not for nothing that the Midnighter gave me this bag." And then I guessed: "Why, as with the mind, so the bag will do a good job!"

I put on my bag and began to continue on my way.

How long or short he walked and got to the familiar inn:

"That's where there is a case for my bag!"

And the owner saw the old man through the window and ran out onto the porch:

Come in, come in, dear guest!

He brought him to the room and hovers around the old man like a loach:

We'll hang the caftan here, and put the darling in this corner. - Pushed the bench to the stove: - Sit down, warm yourself, and I will order to collect on the table, today it is my turn to treat you.

Fussing, shouting:

Wife, wife, what joy we have! Come here!

The hostess ran out and greeted me affectionately and affably. And the owner makes a noise, does not calm down:

Put it on the table quickly. Put on the nicest food and give more sweet vodka!

The table was set, they brought in all kinds of food. The old man was seated in the most honorable place:

Drink, eat, dear guest, but tell me where you've been, what you've seen. We are couch potatoes - we don't go anywhere, we don't know anything. What's going on in this world?

The old man treats himself to himself and leads the conversation, but the owner cannot take his eyes off the bag, he adds wine to the guest:

Try this one more, do not offend with refusal. Bow down, wife, treat your dear guest!

The old man took a moment to think: “It’s not just how to get to the bag”. He drinks and eats himself, grins.

They feasted and dined, the owner could not resist and asks:

Tell me, dear guest, what do you have in this bag - go, again, some curiosity?

The old man answers:

This is not an insanity, but a miracle from miracles. Just shake it up and say: "Two of the bag!", As the magicians will appear and whatever you want, they will do for you. What a curiosity it is!

The owner of the old man listens, looks at him affectionately, and he thinks:

"Well, I won't, if I don't take possession of this bag!"

They feasted, had supper, took the guest to a distant rest, laid him on a soft feather bed:

Sleep, rest!

And the owner can't sleep. He got exactly the same-looking bag and, as everyone in the house fell asleep, he made his way into the guest's room, hung his bag on a nail, and took the old man to his room.

Woke up his wife:

Look what I brought. Now all my wishes will come true. First of all, let the sorcerers build me a palace more beautiful than the king's, and give me a large estate, and we will live in bars.

He shook his bag and shouted:

Two of the bag!

Two lads with clubs jumped out of the bag and began to regale the owner and his wife, only the clubs were whistling. The owner and the mistress are afraid to scream, and the good fellows beat and beat from the bag.

I could not endure, the owner began to beg and pray:

Have mercy, good fellows, spare us! I’ll pour handfuls of money!

And two of the bag know they are threshing like peas on a current.

The hostess is beating, crying. And the owner shouted in good language:

Guard! Slay!

The old man heard a cry and a noise, he is laughing. And the owner screams inconsolably, breaks down:

Guard! They are killing! Slay!

The old man hesitated for a short time:

"Well, now it's time to go, otherwise Two of the thief's bag will beat you to death."

He came, and the owner and his wife were already lying in bed, oykayut. We prayed to the guest:

Calm down, kind man, your fighters, do not leave our little children orphaned!
- Give me my self-assembled tablecloth and my self-shaking wallet, then I will help out of trouble.
- What are you, dear guest, where can I get a self-assembled tablecloth and a self-shaking wallet? I have never had such wonders for centuries!
- And how did you get my bag? Listen, master, if you don’t give back the tablecloth and the wallet, they will hammer you. Two of the bags to death, and I’ll never say a word.

Then the hostess became completely unbearable, burst into tears:

Yes, you obey, hubby, your life is dearer than a tablecloth and a wallet, damn them thrice!

And the owner can't stand the beatings:

Kill the good fellows, and I'll give you back both the self-assembled tablecloth and the self-shaking wallet, and I'll give you a horse with a sleigh, just don't ruin us!

The old man was just waiting for that. Shouted:

Two in the bag!

The fellows fled with truncheons, and the owner and his wife lay and groan:

Oh, sickeningly, they didn't leave the bones alive, they completely mutilated! Who will feed and drink us? If only you, kind person, had pity on us - gave us a self-assembled tablecloth or a self-shaking wallet!

The old man got angry:

You have been taught a little, apparently! Give a tablecloth and a purse briskly, otherwise I'll call the good fellows from the bag, and then blame yourself.

After that, the owner did not hesitate, took out a tablecloth and a wallet from the chest:

Take it, take it, we don't need yours!

Drink, eat!

All sorts of food and drinks appeared at once. I rolled up the tablecloth, hid it in my bosom:

Mine is.

I shook my wallet once, then again - silver and gold fell:

And this is my wallet!

I hid my wallet, took my bag:

Harness the horse, master, it's time for me to go.

The owner told the worker to harness the horse and went out into the courtyard to see off the guest, while he himself groaned and groaned. The old man sat down in the sleigh:

Well, goodbye, master! Do not forget the lesson and remember: if I hear that you will covet someone else's good, it will be bad for you.

And he left. Rides and chuckles:

"Now I need to teach the old woman a little, otherwise she completely got out of her hands, she eats me as she goes." Drove up to the house:

The old woman ran out onto the porch, saw the old man and, well, swear:

The whole summer is red and autumn has been staggering about no one knows where, and for the winter I came home! Who's got some bread about you?
- Wait, old woman, go to the hut, do not freeze!

We went into the hut, the old woman does not calm down, she scolds even more. Then the old man shook the bag and shouted:

Two of the bag!

Two fellows jumped out with truncheons: who needs to be taught wisdom?

The old woman was frightened:

Oh, old man, don't touch me, have pity! I won't say a word to you for a century!
- Well, it would be like that long ago, - said the old man. And he shouted: - Two in the bag!

The fellows fled with clubs, and the old man shook it, unrolled the tablecloth and said:

Drink, eat!

And where did it come from: set on the table of various dishes and all kinds of drinks.

The old woman looks and does not believe her eyes - the age of such a miracle has not been seen.

And the old man calls:

Sit down, drink, eat whatever your heart desires! It's all ours now.

He gave him a drink, fed the old woman, then picked up a self-shaking purse:

Look here!

He shook the wallet once, twice - and silver and gold, gold and silver fell.

And this is all ours.

The old woman was delighted, and the old man told her how he got these curiosities and how the innkeeper robbed him twice, and how he forced the owner to give him a self-assembled tablecloth, and a self-shaking wallet.

Well, nothing, old man, what was, then has passed, let the past grow, and now you and I have plenty of everything: we ourselves have something to drink and eat, and there will be enough good people to enjoy.

Since then, the old man and the old woman began to live and be happy. And who of the neighbors gets into trouble or adversity, the old people help everyone. And from all of them honor and respect.

At that very time, the master returned to the estate from somewhere from across the sea.

He found out that the old man and the old woman were living in prosperity, he ordered to call to him. The old man came. The master asks:

You were the very last poor man, but now you have become the most competent owner. Tell everything without concealing where that came from you.

The old man told him everything frankly, and the master answered him:

I will never believe in these stories until I see your wonders with my own eyes.
- So what's the matter! - the old man says. - Perhaps to me myself, when you like, and I'll show you both a self-assembled tablecloth and a self-shaking wallet.

The master ordered three horses to be loaded into the carriage. He put the old man with the coachman on the box and sat down himself:

Let's go! And you, man, show the coachman the way. Have arrived. The old man brought the master to the upper room, and made him sit in the red corner.

The old woman brought a self-assembled tablecloth:

Look, sir!

The old man shook the tablecloth, unfolded it and said:

Drink, eat!

The table stared with all sorts of food, pickles and drinks.

Taste, your mercy, our bread and salt, if you will not disdain, - the old man with the old woman regale.

The master tried one and the other - nice, sweet, better not. He got drunk, ate to the dump, got drunk.

Well, you spoke the truth about the self-assembled tablecloth,

The old man brought a wallet. Once, another shook - and silver and gold, gold and silver fell from the purse.

The master's eyes flared up. Looks at the money - it won't. Then he says:

And about the self-shaking wallet your truth. Now listen to my truth: briskly wrap this self-assembled tablecloth and self-shaking wallet in a new canvas and carry me into my carriage.
- Have mercy, sir! - ask the old man with the old woman. - How so? After all, the wind Midnighter gave us these wonders, not you.

The master stamped his foot:

Be silent! Otherwise, I will order you to take them to the stable and pour in a hundred rods, and you will immediately become smarter. Whether your servile business to contradict me? You are both mine, and whatever you have is mine. Got it?
- How not to understand! - says the old man. - We understood everything as it is.
- And understand, so hurry up - I will not wait!
- Bring me, old woman, as soon as possible my new bag, you see - the master is in a hurry. Sorry, sir, no new canvas happened at our house.

The old woman brought a bag, and the master hurries:

Stack it up soon!
- Now, now, master!

The old man shook the bag and shouted:

Two of the bag!

Two stalwart fellows with clubs jumped out.

Treat the master stronger so that the century will remember.

The good fellows began to haunt the master with clubs. At first he brushed aside and swore, then shouted:

Hey, coachman, go to the rescue!

The coachman came running. Once or twice he was hit with a club. He sees: it's a bad thing, and sideways, sideways - but he ran away.

And Two of the bag are doing their job: they beat, pound, only the clubs whistle.

Oh, little man, - shouted the master, - let me out before they beat me to death! After all, you will have to be responsible for me!
- About me, sir, do not worry, - the old man replies, - I don't care: seven troubles - one answer, but without you at least people will feel better, and that's good!

Then the master fell to his knees:

Sorry little man! I give you a vow: I will never encroach on someone else's property!
- Well, no, sir, you are not made of that dough, so as not to covet someone else's. If the dog has already got into the habit of licking the millstones, then it will not be left behind for centuries. If you write to us, to all your peasants, free and give up your property and leave us altogether, so be it - I'll leave you alive, otherwise you have only one way out of here - to the churchyard.

And the good fellows know they beat, they beat, they rule their business. I could not resist - the master shouted:

Oh, little man, I agree to everything! Give me a pen and some ink and paper, I’ll write everything, as you said, just let go of the living!

The old man brought a pen, ink and paper, and told Two to wait from the bag.

The master wrote free to all his peasants and wrote off the estate to the peasants. He handed in the paper.

The old man read the paper: "Everything is correct!" - and shouted:

Two in the bag!

The good fellows disappeared, and the master dragged himself out of the hut forcibly and says:

Tomorrow I'll leave here forever, and you, little man, don't tell anyone that I was beaten here.

The next day the master left.

The peasants took the land and began to live, live and praise the old man. And they still live and live, they do not know any trouble, and from year to year everything is better and richer.

Here the fairy tale is over, and who listened - well done.

We all write about culinary newspapers from the series "Maryvanna advises ...", but it turns out there is a site for the admirers of the newspaper "Skatert-Samobranka", where they discuss recipes from their favorite newspaper, advise, brag (the section is called "Praise").

On the one hand, I would recommend that you familiarize yourself with the life of hostesses, which I cannot repost, because moderators will be banned.
On the other hand, there is nothing new: the hostesses must have a "Man's Caprice" salad, trout sandwiches, pizza in a frying pan, etc.
But still I hope to surprise ...

Cakes "Herring under a fur coat"

Didn't remember what the rat was made of

"Dream of the Marquise" salad - no more and no less

The author Savelieva Lena confesses: "Please do not judge strictly, because I came home from work only at 8 pm, well, what happened"

"Golden Rose" salad

Royal salad - is that ?!

"Straps" salad - who was cut on the belt?

"Herring under a fur coat (we usually prepare two salad bowls at once, in one - beets on top, in the second - carrots, and decorate in different ways" - why?

"KUBANSKIY" SALAD Ingredients cabbage 2 -2.5 kg tomatoes 2 kg carrots 1.5 kg onions 500 gr. cucumbers 1.5 kg sweet pepper 1.5 kg hot pepper 1-2 pcs black peppercorns about 30 pcs. bay leaf 6 pcs. vegetable oil 200-300 ml ground paprika 1/2 tsp vinegar 9% 200-250 ml sugar 150 gr. salt 3-3.5 tbsp Method of preparation Chop cabbage, cut onion in half rings, three carrots on a coarse grater, cut tomatoes and cucumbers into thin slices, Bell pepper and cut into sharp strips. Mix everything well. Add vegetable oil, vinegar, peppercorns, bay leaves, sugar, salt, paprika. Mix well. We leave it for an hour so that the vegetables let juice in, salt if necessary. We transfer to a saucepan, put on fire and after boiling, cook for 15 minutes. We put the salad hot in sterilized jars, roll it up, turn it over, wrap it up and leave it to cool completely. Bon Appetit!

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Classes 42

Pancake envelopes with cheese and herbs Required: 2.5 tbsp. flour 0.5 l milk 200 ml water 2 eggs 3 tbsp. sugar 0.5 tbsp. rast. vanillin oil Filling: 250 gr hard cheese a bunch of parsley Preparation: 1. Pour water into the milk. 2. Beat 2 egg whites into a stiff foam. 3. Grind the yolks with 3 tablespoons of sugar and add vanillin and vegetable oil. 4. Mix this mass with diluted milk. 5. Gently add flour, mix and add whipped egg whites. 6. Start baking. The finished pancakes need to be cooled. 7. The filling is made from hard cheese, which is grated and mixed with chopped parsley. 8. Put the filling on each pancake, fold it into an envelope and on a baking sheet. 9. Bake until the cheese melts at a temperature of 220 degrees.

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Classes 11

Favorite "secret" cutlets My cutlets are loved by my whole family. But the fact that our grandson loved them is a mystery to me! He's so picky about food. At any time of the day he does not refuse only sweets and grandma's cutlets! So I want to offer you my own version, it has its own "zest". It will be delicious! Ingredients: 1-1.5 kg minced meat (I have pork + beef) 3-4 medium potatoes (raw) 3-4 onions 1 bun (or white bread) 1 egg milk salt, pepper, mustard, grow. oil Preparation: Chop potatoes and onions in a blender (you can skip through a meat grinder). Break the bun (bread) into pieces and soak in milk so that they are completely covered with it. Let the bread swell, absorb the liquid. Without squeezing the milk, add the bread to the minced meat, I even pour all the milk with crumbs here. Add egg, blender contents, salt and pepper to taste ... but don't oversalt ... I add 1 more tablespoon of mustard. But don't overdo it either ... the amount depends on the strength. I have it not spicy, of medium severity. Knead the minced meat well by adding 1 tablespoon of vegetable oil and you can give it a little rest (like the dough). At least 10 minutes. Heat a small amount of vegetable oil. With wet hands we form cutlets, put them in a frying pan, then reduce the heat and fry our cutlets. When they are browned on one side, turn them over and cover the pan with a lid. Now our cutlets are fried (second side) and stewed. I used to fry them, and then stew them in gravy. Now this is no longer necessary. The cutlets are soft and juicy!

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Classes 119

Snack "Napoleon" Ingredients: - cake cakes - 6 pcs, - mushrooms - 0.5 kg., - chicken fillet - 3 pcs, - eggs - 3-4 pcs, - mayonnaise - 300 g - cheese - 100 g - onions - 1 piece, -green. Preparation: I'll tell you right away that I bought the cakes in the store. They are called "Cakes for Napoleon". But, of course, you can bake cakes for the traditional Napoleon cake. So, fry the mushrooms and onions until tender, boil the chicken fillet in salted water, boil the eggs hard-boiled. Finely chop chicken fillet, three eggs on a coarse grater. We coat the cake with mayonnaise and spread the chicken fillet on it, cover with another "Napoleon" cake, coat with mayonnaise and spread the mushrooms, put the eggs on the next cake. Repeat the procedure until the cakes run out. Smear the top cake of the Napoleon snack with mayonnaise and sprinkle with grated cheese. We put our "cake" for 10 minutes in a preheated oven or microwave for 5 minutes, until the cheese melts. Before serving, cut into portions and decorate with greens. Bon Appetit!

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Classes 62

Wonderful cheesecakes with raisins Ingredients: - 600 gr. cottage cheese - 2 pcs. egg - 2 tablespoons semolina - 2 tbsp. l. flour - 2/3 tsp. salt - a bag of vanilla sugar - a handful of raisins Preparation: Beat eggs with a whisk, add cottage cheese, semolina, flour, salt, vanilla. Mix everything thoroughly, add raisins and leave for 30 minutes. Form cheese cakes from the mass, roll in flour and fry in a pan. Can be served with sour cream, honey, condensed milk, jam. Bon Appetit!

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WE CLOSE THE CUCUMBERS FOR THE WINTER. 8 OPTIONS OF BLOCKS! 1. OPTION-CUCUMBERS "AS SHOP" for 1 liter of water: - 1.5 tablespoons of salt - 3 tablespoons. sugar - 10-12 tablespoons of 9% vinegar in a 3-liter jar. 1. Bay leaves, allspice, cloves, onion(in rings), place the dill on the bottom of the jar, then cucumbers. 2. Pour boiling water over prepared cucumbers in jars, cool until warm, drain, add sugar and salt per 1 liter of water, boil again, pour cucumbers and roll up. Add the vinegar to the jar before pouring it again! 2. OPTION-CRACKING CUCUMBERS -1 carrots -2 onions -1 head of garlic-1 leaf of horseradish, currants, cherries, lavrushka, dill umbrella - black peppercorns 1. Place carrots cut into 4 parts on the bottom of a 3-liter jar and all of the above ingredients. 2. Arrange the cucumbers, pour hot boiled water for 15 min. Drain the water. Add to it: - 5 tsp salt - 10 tsp sugar - 100g. table vinegar. 3. Boil water with spices again and pour into the jar. Roll up. 3. OPTION "FOR THOSE WHO DOESN'T LOVE SPICY" These are delicious lightly salted cucumbers... Ideal for those who, for various reasons, cannot eat spicy foods. For a 3-liter can: - 1.5 liters. water - 2 tablespoons salt - 3 tablespoons sugar 1. Wash cucumbers and pour over for 3 hours, changing the water. 2. Put in a jar: - dill umbrellas, horseradish leaves, 5 currant leaves - 4 cloves of garlic -10 black peppercorns - 4 cloves - cinnamon - tarragon 3. Put cucumbers in jars vertically, pour hot brine for 3 minutes. Then drain the brine, boil again and pour in for the last time, adding to the jar: - 1 tablespoon of table vinegar 4. Roll up. Turn upside down and leave under a warm blanket until cool. Even in the spring, opening the jar, the cucumbers seem to be lightly salted. 4. VARIANT "HOLIDAY SALTING" A very simple way of pickling cucumbers, but very tasty, the cucumbers are crispy. Put in clean, sterilized jars (3 l.): - horseradish leaves - cherries - black currants - dill sprigs - 5 cloves of garlic each. 1. Pour into each jar: - 100g. salt and sugar (4 tablespoons sugar and 10 teaspoons salt). 2. Fill the jars with cucumbers and pour over cold water... Close them with plastic lids, put them in a dark, cold place (like a cellar). Cucumbers will be ready in 3 months, but stand until spring. 5. OPTION "DRUNK" CUCUMBERS 1. Put on the bottom of the jar: - horseradish root - dill - garlic - currant leaves 2. Then put the cucumbers tightly and pour marinade for 1.5 liters of water: - 3 tablespoons salt without slides - 2 tbsp. sugar - 1 tsp vinegar - 2 tablespoons vodka. Sterilize 15 minutes. 6. OPTION "CUCUMBERS IN TOMATO FILLING" - 5 kg. cucumbers - 2 kg cucumbers - 250 g garlic - 250 g vegetable oil - 250 g granulated sugar - 3 tablespoons salt - 2 tablespoons 70% vinegar 1. Pass the tomatoes through a meat grinder, add vegetable oil, granulated sugar, salt, bring it all to a boil and cook for 10 minutes. 2. Then gradually add the cucumbers cut into rings. After boiling, cook for 20 minutes, then add garlic and vinegar, mix everything and put in sterilized jars, seal. It takes a long time to cut, but you get a lot of cans of 10 cans of 650 gr. 7. OPTION PICKLED CUCUMBERS Put cucumbers in jars and pour with brine, for 2 liters of water: - 2 tablespoons of salt with a slide - 6 tablespoons of sugar with a slide - 5-7 peppercorns - 5-7 lavrushki 1. All boil for 3 minutes, then cool, add - 2 tbsp. 70% vinegar 2. Pour into jars. Then sterilize them for 5 minutes and roll up. 8. OPTION LIGHT-SALTED CUCUMBERS 1. Put the cucumbers in 3 liter cans with spices: - dill - horseradish - currant leaves - garlic - peppercorns (4-5 pcs.) - cloves (2-3 pcs.) - bird cherry leaf - 1 tbsp. salt with a slide - 1.5 tablespoons sugar without a slide - 2 aspirin tablets - 0.5-1 tsp 70% vinegar essence and pour boiling water, close the lids.