Перед тем, как зайти в этот странный дом,...

Before entering this strange house, we went to the bakery. We were told that there was another half hour to fresh bread. Half an hour just ended, people began to gather at the bakery. It was slowly getting dark, people were waiting without haste, we too had nowhere to rush. They took pomegranate juice - not freshly squeezed, but also normal. Finally, the first batch of bread is ready.
When something is done by masters and manually, it is always unusual, even if it is the simplest thing or action. Millions are falling and moaning from the movement of a true dancer. Millions do not cry from bread simply because millions do not have enough fresh, tasty bread. Millions are content with something muddy and strange like a foam rubber loaf, thousands are ready to eat suitable factory bread and very few agree only on the most ordinary homemade bread. Why did it happen that eating and making fresh bread was not trub, but cheesecakes that have been lying in the refrigerator for months - trub? .. Just someone more wanted to promote cheesecake than fresh bread. We will move back))
Hot bread in the hands, little tweaked and hamster, but I want to sit down somewhere and thoroughly eat. We go down the street, but we don’t meet any suitable places. And I also want to take cheese. Fresh cheese with hot bread. And pomegranate juice. *****. Even now, salivation begins and ordinary words disappear to express all emotions.
At the end of the street, fortunately, there is a small shop in which we take cheese. The bread is no longer hot, but just warm. It’s good that there is a shop across the road! With unrealistically steep views of the darkening sky and houses, we sharpen bread with cheese. As the saying goes, the best lunch is the one in three days. Without much haste and with relish we enjoy the moment. Hunger is defeated, move on.
On the way we meet a very interesting cheese shop, it will be very useful to us on the last day. A little further along the road we meet a small cafe. For some reason, we went there, although we were no longer hungry, then inside we got interested in something and decided to stay for tea. It turned out that there is no tea, and in general almost nothing, but there is a hash.
The owner of Ketsi, Davit, said that hash is what you need in the morning after the new year and is especially good at chacha. After December 30, Tamara decided that she wasn’t drinking, I hadn’t been drinking for a very long time, the owner was very surprised by such guests, but still talked to the hash. Again, nothing special. Just a very good and cool cooked broth on normal meat. [id19222619 | Mom] often pampers with well-cooked meat, but not everyone has such a mom nearby ... And then people often become vegetarians. Then some are lucky and they get to my mother or Georgia to Davit, and for some time even the most avid vegetarians change their habits. Then, of course, they again stop eating meat (they just don’t cook it so well almost anywhere in Moscow and choose it so carefully), but they look more calmly and philosophically on the origin of proteins, fats and carbohydrates.
Tamara was very well covered by hash, so good food can be recommended as a psychotropic remedy ????
In the meantime, it was already completely dark and we sank home. Thanks to [id154903932 | Yulia] we decided to go to Borjomi and Bakuriani tomorrow, and for this we had to catch an electric train at 6 in the morning.
On the way to the house, quite by chance we met our New Year's company, they were very hungry and were looking for khinkali. We sent them a hash to Davit. In fact, why is it not clear where khinkali is, if you can eat a delicious khash in a proven place? This meeting led to very far-reaching consequences ...) we will learn about them in a few days. In the meantime, one guy from this company decided to ride with us in Bakuriani.
 - how to write you down?
 - Denis
 - And you will not tell a surname? I hate "Dima Moscow Bar", "Luda ​​Peter", etc.
 - Yayar
 -?! well yes you ...
 - Yayar
 -?! Denis I ??
"Yayar," he writes in my phone in the "last name" field ????
Now we’ll definitely not get lost. We reached the hostel, chatted with the owners and went to bed. The next day started very early ...

And the photo is useless, just the last shot that day after a strange abandoned house. When you eat hungry, you don’t really think about taking pictures of food)) And here, though it’s shabby and with a curved white balance, but it’s a rainbow)

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