blog recently declined strongly in favor of reliance on the well-known to some of you may Murator Forum. For the uninitiated, reveal that 'Murator' is a magazine for building their houses:) Forum is to me a valuable source of information, inspiration, but also a meeting place for really cool people - what is the online forum, the least expected. My 'living' friends are already laughing at me, because the wording 'in the forum mason' I use three times a day:) just madness!
This forum is a consequence of the fact that I really 'I'm building up' - and this is the true cause of chronic lack of time for everything. Have found, however, that furnishing a kitchen from scratch as it were to fit this blog, so if I do not have the time or ability to dispose of it may commemorates the formation in our kitchen? :):)
First a little history and roots:) Despite his young age (my birthday tomorrow, and somehow a few days it is often I tell myself;)) I had the opportunity to live in several places and thus benefit (and do not use) with their kitchen. So the experience I have.
in an apartment where I lived for 15 years (Merry Street - is not the best name on the street? "How from some old movie or a book!) we had such a typical black pudding, but with a window on the entire width of the kitchen. The width of the noisy word, because it may be from 2 meters ... I loved the kitchen. I do not know why, because it's typical for Polish cuisine has been a communist, but I'm smiling at the thought of 'inhaled', which my mom has done over the stove (sitting on the bench with a towel on his head bent over the gotującymi garem the herbs). With a series of health, always in winter has a jar on the refrigerator, where did the onion syrup. The kitchen was also equipped with a tiny grill, wedding gift my parents - would think? :) This is my sandwich today! To tell the truth I use it every day, is the best - and the ugliest at the same time, I do not like my new kitchen can stand it, but what will have to get used to. I will never forget the taste of this casserole contraption. Kajzerki with cheese, mushrooms, onions and spice 'pizza'. Do not know if this is a matter that was once served cheese and spices can, but hell, I can not reproduce that flavor. Oh, that and scrambled it was my first meal. This kitchen was also a period when my mother got cook - and she did it perfectly and imaginatively! Do not forget how twisted his mouth and shouted at the table, he told his mother Degenerate eat chicken in honey and oranges, or hated by me Szuba! I would add that this is probably szuba proper name of my mother, because originally under this name is hidden Herring (herring honestly can not stand it), but what did Mom was baked under white dark meat with mayonnaise sauce, onions and cheese .. . Then the
przeprowadziłyśmy and completely new kitchen Mama lost her enthusiasm for cooking. In recent times (to my disgust) eliminated even the oven. But it is from that era have been dozens of very good Polish cookbooks - which I intend to take over:)
In short even say that so far rented three apartments for a long time. Description of those dishes I will not bore you, the more that they are not fond memories. Kitchens were rather muck, and the last is not even walked ... My
will czyściutka, heat, and so home, and above all functional. And with this optimistic reasoning finish No. 1
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