I found it on the internet.
Writing some grandmother recipe from strawberries with details, of course.
The main thing is that her worries-children cannot tolerate strawberries.
But here, she rejoices, they did not understand what was made of and ate.
I ask why?
I watched in the store baklažany now for 500 r.
Fuck, woman, if you were to feed the children with cabbage and not eat out.