One Day in the life of a Russian Village in Vologda region | Cooking in a traditional stove

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One Day in the life of a Russian Village in Vologda region | Cooking in a traditional stove
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Welcome to the northwest of Russia and Vologda region.
In the previous episode we explored the capital and learned about its history.
This time we will visit one of the most ancient villages in the region.
Just two hours from Vologda and we are in Kirsno.
Yes, everything is correct. 150 kilometers.
The village itself is already mentioned in the 14th century in the chronicles.
I read and found.
So, there were ancient settlements here, that is, excavations were carried out here.
The village itself used to be black-roofed, that is, there were free peasants,
they processed the land for themselves, then it became a monastery.
That is, it began to belong to the monastery.
Well, and then everything, we practically know, we began to live.
The village itself is small, only 44 houses.
Only three houses live on a permanent basis.
Mostly, of course, pensioners, but there are also young people, we.
Everyone usually comes and is surprised, like, what is this?
By the way, I love pancakes, they are generally thin, thin on them, it turns out.
When cream is produced from milk, what goes away, here is such a water.
That is, all the clumps remain, and our Vologda people just use and sell this water.
You can say for taste, it's just fat-free milk.
Yes, like milk.
Yes, everything scatters, huh?
I hope you didn't get fed up with Sergei's food?
No.
What do I say?
It's delicious.
Very tasty, very tasty.
You eat chicken, huh?
You eat chicken.
From the stove at all.
And I was scratching potatoes at Sergei's.
Does Vologda cuisine differ from other regions at all?
Well, if only with milk.
And so, in principle, what grows on our beds, we use it all on the table.
Why is butter and milk so famous?
Because cows eat our grass, which is actually still tasty, healthy,
and it gives such a scent to our butter and milk.
This is proven.
And why is grass considered so useful here?
Well, if you go deeper, then the glacier left us a large layer of minerals,
and from this our grass is still nourished and grows green and beautiful.
Isn't it boring here in the village?
No.
Then we have some kind of holiday, we are preparing, then something else.
I say that I have no time to watch the garden, because we are doing something else.
On Saturdays, there are children's discos.
Then we watch movies.
We sit here in the evenings, get ready.
Now we are going to do a spring, a spring.
We want to make a beautiful well.
And why did you decide to move here from the city?
I myself spent the summer in the village with my grandmother.
And now the city is pulling, somehow the energy is still not the same.
Not that we have a noisy or crowded Vologda.
No, of course, the town is also provincial, quiet, calm.
But the village street, the house itself, it's all somehow different.
Well, people are different here in the village.
Therefore, we love the place where we are very much.
We love our village.
Ate, took cheese.
Ate cheese.
Yes.
So here is the dog cheese again.
Tried.
I think, why is he sitting silent?
Why is he silent?
Until we take, until I swim.
We will be soon.
She remembers everything, gurgled, gurgled.
But gurgling is a hunt, right?
And when the liner passes.
Let's go, ask the guests.
Yes, Elza?
Let's go visit the guests.
Come in, I live behind the table.
Oh, we are going.
Why?
I came myself.
Yourself?
Well done.
Where did you find it all?
When, you see, they put things in order, they put things in order in all houses.
And they ask me to put a cart.
But they get rid of this junk, old junk.
And I bring it to the dump, to the dump.
And twenty, thirty tractors were taken out.
You can say, in one division, in the second, in the third, I took everything out like this.
And this is how I collect things.
I throw it out and it seems like an old thing, not broken.
Well, somewhere something is broken, somewhere something is being restored.
This is where the split was, you see, I repaired it.
And this wheel was all, it was lying around separately.
I collected it, glued it.
I crushed all these motovils.
Who needs them in the household?
For leather, for grain, for rubber, for hammering.
And this one bottle, he is a collector, he gave me one old bottle.
And this, this bottle was even from my childhood.
A teapot from 1949.
Electric.
It is electric.
And this is a stack.
My grandfather went to war.
And my grandfather's brother went to war.
My grandfather was killed.
And my grandfather's brother came from the war.
Here he is, this trophy is made of aluminum.
I have caps from them.
Here is my grandfather and grandfather's brother.
Here are the caps.
Such caps were worn in the 1930s, before the war.
When I worked on the fleet, the Swedes gave me the loaders.
This is a Swedish cap.
There are no extinguished fires in this village.
Don't give me sadness.
With bright stars.
I don't know.
You'd better sing it, sing.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
I have a lot of songs, but I only have village songs.
And this is a dance.
I'm crying, I'm crying.
