Artstudio molotov1/14/2024 The filling might be a typical custard or simply ovos moles (translated as soft eggs), which is nothing more than egg yolks and sugar cooked together to create sweet spreadable gold. Most consist of a flaky crust and a rich eggy filling, but each convent and, now, each town or even pastry shop has its own special take on the tarts. The pastries are still known as doces conventuais in Portuguese convent sweets in English. Today, the pastries are served around the world, from Montreal to Mozambique to Macao, but nowhere are they better than in Portugal. The convents were dissolved early in the 19 th century, but the pastries continue to be made, often from the same recipes, and attributed to those long-departed nuns. I had to go back.Portuguese sweets are divine, which may be because they originated in convents.īack in the 16 th century, the country’s Roman Catholic nuns drew on a heritage of Islamic confectionery and an abundance of egg yolks to create unique, delectable pastries. The Angara was green and it made a great impression on me. I had my tonsils taken out and couldn't talk much. I went to work as a laborer at a construction site and I never regretted it: they employed me, even though I had no residential registration. At first I stayed at my acquaintance son's apartment and later I rented an apartment. I didn't want to live in Kiev and went to Irkutsk (over 5000 km from Kiev). He told me a lot about winters in Irkutsk. My brother Alexandr worked on his job assignment in Irkutsk after finishing a technical school. To work in the museum I needed a residential registration, but my mother didn't allow me to lose my residential registration in Kiev. I am an amateur artist and sometimes I make nice things. He got married and I remembered him for many years…Īfter finishing the college in 1965 I worked as a scientific employee in the museum mansion of Nekrasov in Karabikha. He said: 'If only we had met two months before, things might have been different, but now I am indebted and I am marrying the woman I owe to'. This person was worthy of my love, but he was indebted. I fell in love there, and I am still empowered by this bitter, but full feeling. I like Yaroslavl for its hospitality, for the Volga, for the white kremlin, for the first awakening of my feeling and my complex of inferiority. I liked to travel by train on New Year since always on New Year and other holidays I felt some emptiness, therefore on New Year I went to Yaroslavl to take my winter exams and in summer I went there to take summer exams and liked staying there. How you wrote this work! It has to be published', but it never happened. My teacher of the Russian language and literature Verkovsky, when I wrote a paper about Nekrasov's poetry in the Russian music, said: 'This needs to be published. I liked to pass my exams before term, rent a boat and go rowing on the Volga. People came and went… I liked my studies. I studied by correspondence and worked in the museum-mansion of Nekrasov in Karabikha and lived in the museum. I never faced any anti-Semitism in Yaroslavl. km from Kiev), in Russia, passed exams and entered the Philological Faculty of the Pedagogical College. Whether because I don't like towns, I like villages, or because of some relationships between people? I went to Yaroslavl (over 1 thsd. I said: 'Is a mechanic closer to the profession of pedagog than a corrector?' I turned away and left. When working as a corrector I went to the preparatory course to talk about admission, but they replied: 'Well, if you were a mechanic'. I went to a parachute club and jumped with a parachute twice, though doctors didn't allow it. I worked as a copy maker and then was employed by a correction department where we proofread documents and numbered pages. My mother's acquaintance composer Zherbin, who was also a construction engineer, helped me to get a job in design institute 'Ukrgiproshakht' making designs of mines. At school I got the profession of copy makers, but I couldn't find work after finishing school. I faced it in the 10th form, when they refused to admit me to preparatory course in the Pedagogical College. After finishing school I entered the Pedagogical College in Yaroslavl and sent this photo to my mother in Kiev.
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