There was also a story related to the recipe:
There grew an immense amount of apples. I don’t know where. And then the friend tells him how he drove to his mother to the south and drank there an astonishing (in the proper sense of the word) sidr. I immediately requested his recipe. He called his mother and gave me a phone:
M is recording.
I am ready. I recorded.
Take an empty 3-liter bowl. and sterilized.
I am AGA. I recorded.
M - Then buy 1 liter of vodka.
I am OK.
2 liters of apple juice.
I understood.
M - Then mix it in a 3-liter bowl, but do not shake. Siddhartha is ready!
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