There was a funny guy in our student's dormitory. He ate only peelings for dinner, but I was always amazed by his ability to stretch a pound pack of peelings for a week. He honestly divided all the pelmeni into seven parts. I got 6-7 pimples a day. He opened them, cut a couple of thick-walled pieces of bread, poured the peelmen with sauce, and broke (other word not pick up) bread, in a quarter of a buchanka each, thickly soaked with mayonnaise. The first piece of bread he ate just looking at the smoking pellet. It warms my appetite, I know. Then he alternated the pelmech and bitten the second piece. After that, he lay on his bed, knocked himself on his stomach and cried out loudly, "Oh, the peelmen ate!!!“”