Life in a Siberian village - I continue to restore an old hut

I only had a drink with you but maybe next time I'll raise a glass What do you want Big Well make it bigger Just no to stereotypes I'm telling you again there's parsley in there The mother is simmering Flowers bay leaves Peppercorns there I remember At least that's how she is right there She saw something Cooking together This is our goulash and I am goulash No not goulash There she goes about to mess everything up any second now Not a bird she's not strong But the smell of spring I could feel the scent of spring right then and there Hello Please on the egg Let's go pick russulas What a rooster This is my gift For Pavel Viktorovich's birthday Not bad for a fight You'll feel warmer now All right quiet To forget the full buns Sated Post a notice somewhere Probably someone at home has an unused one lying around Maybe someone doesn't mind selling it or perhaps giving it away Whatever isn't eaten will be devoured to the last drop Cooks at home for a full day just to eat it all Tiny little streets somehow Hi everyone I'm Natalia from Russia And I'd like to tell you a few words about my husband's parents His mother Olga and Benedikt Vasilievna currently live in Saint Petersburg This is our culture And they run their restaurant And we are proud of the moment when these restaurants are housed in famous Russian museums For example the Russian Museum in Saint Petersburg And when they do some repair work in restaurants and the old kitche comes into our home And these chairs from famous Russian restaurants gaze with golden how to put it with a golden ring a beautiful map and usually covered with such a lovely towel made from the ring They do it like this See It's like a dress for the table— beautiful and it' s the main course And they do it to their children And we do it too There are coffee dishes made from white rings They're simple and how should I put it— I can't remember the word— hardly know how to express it Welcome to Russia Exactly the woman who holds the biggest bone will write Well then Look at this aroma See the steam rising Place the dough like this There you go—such a cute little cake is coming out Is this for your home Yes And good luck with the meat too I'll just take this bone and put it down And I'll sing afterward If anyone ever hit him first they got three spoonfuls to the head That's how it was By the stove Mother used to dissolve them for me I'd tell her " Dissolve them for me "