How to turn food into a circus.
My brother’s name is Alexander. Do not ask why. I myself do not know. This was the first thing that came to my mind when I got it out of the package. Now I have every bite turned into a bite: "Alexandra, will you burn an omelette?", "Alexandra, something you are burning right today", "Alexandra, are you ready to burn?", "Alexandra, not burning". I am not talking about the fact that the song from "Moscow does not believe in tears" is performed now in the kitchen regularly X-D