difficult to learn russian, no, here in armenia they teach in schools, the amount of clears makes inti agulong’sb, pohlava, donuts, the always hungry presenter wants to eat everything at once, i tried recently arabic, yeah, it was also delicious, but... more sour, i guess i don’t know, but the feeling is sour, because the arabs add lemon juice. princess of taste. dalma, a world-famous minced meat dish. it is prepared in different variations in many countries of central asia and parts of the middle east. initially , exclusively grape leaves were used to prepare the delicacy; the filling was wrapped in them. later, horse sorrel was used as an alternative. cabbage leaves, kebab, take it with your own hands, take it off, yes, here’s any sauce, spicy , having had a great meal, the foreigner is showered with compliments, i see that you cook very tasty, who taught you, or is it a tradition, mother, daughter, mother, grandmother, you can’t eat so much, intiagu asks the owners to take a walk on a full stomach, every step is given to him with hellish difficulty, but how can you live on a small town? okay,

inti agulong was unlucky, in the autumn season the mill was laid up, it moved apart, yes, there was a mechanism, they succumbed to the scales, yes, there, by the way, due to this device , it was possible to change the millstones, in the old days. the mill served up to 12 people a day; at least half a ton of flour came out from under these millstones every day. take it, twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it, enough, now another one! at home like a master. inside we tried to recreate the interior of a peasant hut, the late nineteenth, early 22nd centuries, it is more picturesque. stoves, benches, the life of peasants of those times - a monument to asceticism, in the rooms there is modest, necessary stuff. they cooked food in the stove, slept on the stove, and the stove heats the room. the parents lived with the young people under the same roof, everyone huddled in one room. a foreigner gets to know with his own eyes... ross sucks in the pit of his stomach in the morning, he eats a national sandwich in seconds, we call cabbage our belarusian pineapple, because the vitamin composition is