And its aroma enveloped the house. It has the sourness of barberry, And sweetness from raisins and carrots. What is the power of meat that melts before your eyes?! She covered the rice with a thin film of fat, That every drawing is free and light! Life without pilaf is depressing! After all, he brings with him the joy of noisy companies! And in the mystery of unhurried and always family conversations, We share our soul, cordiality and happiness. When there is longing in your heart and you want to hear a lot of kind words - Hurry up, get the Uzbek rice out of the bins and start cooking your pilaf...
Canvas. Oil. 70x40 April 2024
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Not every meaning finds instant echoes in the storehouse of the soul, but everyone is given the opportunity to touch the string. The only question is who is tearing and who is trying to barely touch ?! Everything has its time and result ...