they say, "life requires a sense of ritualism." it's usually rare to go to a holiday, but such a special day can be infected at some point... it's always felt like you could get old and eventually get smoked. so for everyone who is included in my life, i must have wanted to cook for ta, and it seems that only then can a relationship take root. it's more “stunned” and it's too crowded to be indifferent. so if you do, you can stay at home, pull your hair up, tie your apron, "wash your hands and make soup." in the midst of the noise, you reap your own peace. today's meal is western, but it's only a simple meal, black pepper steak, fruit salad with cream mushroom soup, and should be roasted with another stick, basically a complete set. of course, it's not a big meal, it's more detailed, it's more detailed... happy holidays, boys! on the way to the search, i met ani! “may your life have fireworks, smiles, embraces. the person you love eats and you laughs with the person you love..."
