We must survive the twenty-third of February. And in the fullest sense of the word.
A couple of days before the holiday, I was trying to find some original recipe or idea: the home ones demanded something new and tasty. The Internet was throwing up recipes for holiday salads. As a result, I lost my appetite...
Perhaps this post will seem evil to someone, in fact - no. I don't have the slightest desire to offend or offend someone I just express my opinion, like potential eater and... in general, as a person for whom food is not just "food", but one of the components harmonious life.
I am sure that food not only supplies our body with the substances and calories it needs. She also helps to get, albeit small, pleasure. It's okay to enjoy your meal.
But for this she must:
- Smell good
- Look good
- Be tasty
I understand that the assessment of appearance, taste and smell is a taste. Someone likes watermelon, someone - pork cartilage. However, here's what's in the photos ...
Dear ladies, why are we doing this? I agree that with all my heart and only with good intentions, but... In general, I am tempted to say: it is rightly believed that minimalism is the best style, so to speak.
And in the first place among the dishes that scared me with their design, he is a salad. "The real colonel" is called. Decorated accordingly. Shoulder straps.
Perhaps this design is inferior to a cake with the face of the birthday boy, but not much.
Recommended for cooking on February 23rd.
Alla Borisovna Pugacheva immediately appears in my memory in the role of a barmaid, sadly and hoarsely repeating - a real colonel!
In second place is another salad. "Tank" is called.
Grated potatoes, sausage, eggs, pickles, peas and mayonnaise. Well, look: thanks, I dined.
The salad is puff, so maybe it was worth laying out everything just in layers in a ring, in portions?
But they offered "an interesting idea for decorating a salad."
The St. George ribbon is once again being molded wherever it gets. Third place in my ranking.
Another tank is on the fourth. I am glad that there is no plane, missile, machine gun, parachute next to him.
Although it was in vain that I was delighted so early. So the plane has arrived, and the parachute, and what will become of the person whose tank is holding at gunpoint - I don't want to think. And whose this little man - ours or the enemy, too.
How do you like all this? If not, join the minimalist club. When, maybe not so "pretty", but it does not frighten ...