Summer is good for suburban life and bad because it is hot during the day, you don't want to eat, but in the evening it will feel like it. And you sit by the fire, thinking that you can scratch your spine right through your stomach, and around you there is darkness, and you’ll start cooking — it’s like you’ll finish by morning, but when then will you sleep?
In short, it is at this moment that a big bolt is hammered into all the principles of correct, and most importantly, healthy nutrition.
No, maybe some individuals trained by diets can endure, but here ...
Everything is bad with us.
Yesterday, for example, they fried bacon. Directly over an open fire, over a fire, they were strung on twigs and fried.
At first, this late evening snack was treated by some individuals spoiled by civilization with a large suspicion, but when the fragrant pieces were on black bread, and next to it was a bowl with the nights green ...
Eh, they chewed so that they squeaked behind their ears.
And I remembered no less harmful, carbohydrate-fatty, but damn it, such delicious snacks of a stormy youth.
For example, black bread fried in unrefined sunflower oil, on which sprats smelling of smoke were laid. However, the sprats went well with bread toasted over the fire.
And if they also had an egg and a cucumber, and if a sandwich was made of all this, then... the food of the gods, however!
For those with a sweet tooth, there was another option, from which many people now have their hair on end. White loaf, generously oiled and sprinkled with sugar or drenched in jam. You can use honey. Who had what.
Sometimes it seems to me. What was the main food of summer childhood - or childhood summer? You just drop in home for a couple of minutes, put some sandwiches on yourself, and go out into the street until the evening.
There was an economy option - just white bread with mayonnaise. I can imagine how some of them grabbed their hearts now. Well, for the liver at once.
And another option for a snack sandwich is white bread with melted sour cream. I'm afraid not many will be able to taste this now. Because for heated sour cream, a Russian stove is needed - and there, within seven hours, it is heated. Once in the oven I tried to repeat it - it didn't work.
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