by Peter. Larek with baking of Caucasian cuisine, well there lavash, hachapuri and all that. There are a lot of such larvae, but this works for a very long time, and has a stunning range, quality and taste are defined simply - the larvae is always in turn, and by six o’clock, everything is calculated, there are only biscuits unusual for the Caucasus. I leave work, I understand that I have to drive home at least an hour, and I want to eat very much. I approach the bar, adjust in a row, and at some point I realize that the couple standing in front of me is talking in English. Not English, not American, but my native language. It’s unclear what they do in the most trivial food market, but they do. Their turn comes, and the man begins to make an order, in English, and I understand with horror that the young guy (!) He responds in English, and in the course of the case explains the composition of some "cake", using beef instead of meat, and even scallion instead of onion, because one of the kinds of open cake is actually filled with green onions. I am silent about times and articles. A fluent, literate, pure English language. I took a cake with meat and ran into the car, terrified to realize that the English of this twenty-year-old lavacheem trader was better than mine. Peter is the cultural capital.