[Tags | contemporaries] z 2011-1961. Bronicas coo and lost in the stomach. Happens. Heard, and I he

[Tags | contemporaries] z 2011-1961. Bronicas coo and lost in the stomach. Happens. Heard, and I heard a voice from a distant childhood halsted street deli Bronicas grandfather: "Guts march play! It is necessary to us, Volodya, much to eat, to sleep well. If you eat poorly, will be under the head low sleep. Jadzia became dinner on the table! "Baba Jadzia poured our iron enamelled plate layer of sour milk. My grandfather was wounded in the stomach, and every evening eating sour milk spoon with white bread. To milk with bread and I was accustomed. Black bread I liked white. Black was tastier. Grandfather sat on the wide, both on two benches. For I had made quite a tiny zedlichak that stavlyavsya on the bench so I could sit at the table, as well as adults. Our table stood in front of the furnace, near which stood on a low taburetachtsy boiling water. Besides furnace in the room was still a large buffet with glass doors. The three of us had dinner: grandfather Armor, Baba and I Jadzia. Since then, my current life is little left. Baba with his grandfather had gone to a better world in the early seventies. Uncle Anton made in the house central heating and disassembled oven. Buffet rearranged the room to the pantry. Stools and chairs on the lava changed. Cook-cook started on a gas stove, which has been put in the attached porch. Return halsted street deli water spent and need three disappeared in the room full of water decoction. Sour milk, I do not eat for a long time, except that the yogurt ...
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