Nothing differentiates people more than what they eat for breakfast. Northern Europeans are keen on cold meats and cheese on brown and rye bread. My own homeland is rightly famous for the heart attack inducing fry up. Russian's however, are partial to pickled garlic (in brine in case you are curious.) Each to their own. Except that pickled garlic is not to its own. Everyone gets a piece of it.
If you are now to understand that I am on a full plane to London from Moscow you will understand that my aversion to Pickled Garlic has risen to the top of my current hate list.
09 April 2005
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09 April 2005
Pickled Garlic for Breakfast
Nothing differentiates people more than what they eat for breakfast. Northern Europeans are keen on cold meats and cheese on brown and rye bread. My own homeland is rightly famous for the heart attack inducing fry up. Russian's however, are partial to pickled garlic (in brine in case you are curious.) Each to their own. Except that pickled garlic is not to its own. Everyone gets a piece of it.
If you are now to understand that I am on a full plane to London from Moscow you will understand that my aversion to Pickled Garlic has risen to the top of my current hate list.
Posted by The Ruminator at 14:53
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