We waited a long time Dima: Koldun could not break through Moscow ezhevechernie cork. The food on the table already waiting singer when he finally appeared at the door, tired and hungry look. Seeing food, Dima markedly vospryal spirit. But he does not eat quietly gave

At the meat, of course.

I did not try. I do sports, so no meat can not. What else is at night, if not meat? This same protein, but at night there are better or soy protein. I prefer meat.

Perebivaet.) Belarus - is, generally speaking, the birthplace of meat! There, the best cow, which sbegayut from Australia and resort to us. (Smeetsya.)

There is such a market

Komarovsky?

There is such a suburban market near Minsk (not going to say, as called), there is always the meat was very good, and I always went there. When was quite small - it with Mom. I remember my saliva started leaking, as soon as we enter the market. Just cit! Mom took scarf, vytirala me saliva, and we went further. It had to get up very early, because all the good meat quickly decomposes. But like ride - any and sanochki carry. And now I love kebab

There are different cooking technology. Meat vymachivayut in anything - from beer and ending with vinegar. And someone said that the meat should generally be "virgin". We have nobody in the family loved kebab, except me, so much of a recipe I do not know. But my father always well-prepared meat and very fond of pork. He had a big pan, heat it to her many potatoes, and on a nearby pan heat pork with thin layers zhirka. I remember it was so delicious! My parents divorced when I was seven years old, and then I lived with Mom then, from the Pope. And dad on weekends, when he had no work (he was a teacher at the school, Deputy), I was preparing breakfast.

Well, yes.

Yes, I do love all harmful! Each of our shortcomings and complexes, all young people drink, put metabolism, and only then, and remains, which sit on green tea.

Always eat well - a force should be. But for a couple of hours before the concert. Because if naestsya directly in front, just want to sleep. And so food must ulechsya, to sort itself out. If she will jump on the stomach, it will not be very good.

Of course. The national dish, as if may sound funny, but it is "sorcerer" - dranik with meat. Few know, but in addition to the magic word "sorcerer" is even and culinary importance. In the Baltic States it means "dumplings". And it was funny when I came to Lithuania during promotura before "Eurovision" and asked me: "as you declare - Dmitri Pelmen or simply Pelmen?" And in Belarus "sorcerer" - is dranik with meat. It layer of shredded potatoes mixed with eggs and flour, the top layer of stuffing and potatoes, too layer. Heat from both sides - very tasty!

Yes, like all-curd tarts. While he absolutely everything, even maneuvering gruel and boiled onions.

In a saucepan, I usually only store cash savings: the least thought that they were there. A cook at home can not, therefore, in the kitchen are such things which can be opened and eaten immediately. Continuing home, I only eat muesli. More like mushrooms, do everything - salted, pickled. In Minsk, the house where my mother lived, was the park, there grew mushrooms. And strangely enough, people gathered and ate them. For me this was wildly, but once I tried and I liked it. They have influenced my moral upbringing Such mushrooms They even burned the police.

No, I'm joking. Just there was Transport Area, and these fungi - not remember how called - should have been a very long vymachivat that they were edible. But as we see, I am still alive. As now remember its taste.

Of course, there potatoes! Most of all we have potatoes. Who does not like moskalyam, to the way I now have the attitude, and its skormit! It would seem, well, that there - potatoes cook! But with the development of networks fastfuda lost idea of the potato. For frying it must be cut so that all pieces have been different, that there was no feeling that she grew up in the factory. But the most delicious - it is mashed potatoes with fried pieces of meat with the space lard and onion.

Yes, the more that I eat once, not counting the morning. How? Hundred whole day in traffic jams, can be anywhere with the bank Cola drink, somewhere to eat a piece of chocolates. But no more. I love sweet, but again, only his third in the morning. Because energy metabolism most actively morning runs.