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Pancakes...
Azalia Zhulanova Khanina
I started pancakes-
They'll be there for dinner.
Mom and dad will come-
There will be pancakes on the table!
They will say to me: our mistress,
There are pancakes and porridge on the table.
Daughter, you are great,
I finally became an adult!
Why frying pan
Not baking pancakes then?
I kneaded all the dough,
I forgot how to bake pancakes...
After all, we are chefs!
Alexander Vikhor
My sister and I baked pies together
So much so that they stained their noses in the dough
But it's true - it's not a problem at all
But the food turned out to be very tasty.
Mom and Dad praised us later:
"How delicious and enough for the whole house
Didn’t you really do all this yourself?”
“Almost,” we said to mom, smiling.
We could have done it ourselves, but Grandma Galla
A little of course, but it helped us
She is so skillful, with a deft movement
The pie comes out hot oven.
That's it, enough chatter, it's time for us to get to work.
After all, my sister and I are cooks after all.
Granny, where are you, we need advice
Let's fry cutlets for dinner!"
What good cooks we are!
Alexander Vikhor
My sister and I decided to bake pies
This task... is not at all easy.
Place the dough in a saucepan and keep it warm
It took... and flowed onto the floor!
It was put back together by hand
Mom can't be ashamed of us
It didn’t fit into the pan, so they added it to the basin
Apparently our dough is magical!
And yet we baked pies
Flatbreads, squares, stars, mugs
It was difficult to fit a mountain on the table
What good cooks we are!
Mom was happy for us, of course
But she just said: “For the last time!”
And our tasty treats are ducks on the lake
They've been eating with gusto for four days!
A real man!
Alexander Vikhor
We made Olivier salad at home
They entrusted me with cutting the onions
This kind of work is just for men
And that means there is no reason to refuse.
I cut the onion into even slices
Clutching it with all his strength into a fist
There were eight wonderful mugs in total.
Without the top crown and roots.
"Look, it worked - I'm screaming to my mom
“I like cutting, I want more.”
Mom exclaimed: “What a good fellow!
My son is a real man!”
I'm chopping onions again, just what is it?
My eyes are watering and I won’t find peace
And they pinch you so hard you can scream
But I say: “You are a man! Be silent!”
I chopped all the onions silently
And he went to wash his eyes with his fist
And my mother praises everything: “Well, finally
My assistant has grown... A man! Fighter!"
The choice is made
Alena Ranneva
Dad is in the kitchen. Mom is gone.
What's for lunch?
Sauce, pudding, casserole?..
I agree with semolina too.
Dad every minute
The refrigerator opens
For some reason he
He flips through the cook's book.
Dad sees on the pages
Pilaf and fried poultry,
Fish in dough, vinaigrette,
Sweet poppy seed roll.
There are dumplings. On a long list
A whole range of excellent dishes...
The choice is made, and the sausages
They are boiling loudly in the ladle!
The baby is working. Baking pies
Alena Ranneva
We don't sit still all day,
We press the dough, we press the dough.
Handles in dough, fingers in dough -
We bake pies for everyone!
With poppy seeds and raspberries,
With a cherry in the middle
With an apple, with potatoes -
Let's rest a little.
Pie on pie -
The hill has grown, my friend!
Now meet your friends -
Treat me to some pies!
The baby is working. Pies
Alena Ranneva
I bake pies for everyone,
I pour flour into a cup.
Dough - wow! Dough - oh!
There is a commotion on the table:
The yeast has dispersed -
The reins won't hold!
I press the dough, I press the dough
And I’ll start rolling out.
There are already a mountain of pies.
Help yourself, kids!
Illustrative answer
Alena Ranneva
Mila helped my mother,
She set the table for dinner.
Even though the assistant is small,
She carried cups and saucers.
I stumbled at the threshold,
The cup dinged and suddenly broke...
Mom screamed: “Poor thing!
How did you break the cup?
“And so,” said Mila
And I dropped the other one...
Pies
Anna Vishnevskaya
Together with my mother
We kneaded the dough.
Covered in flour
The pies were blinding.
There is a pie with cabbage,
With meat and potatoes.
For my sister - a bun,
I'll sculpt it with my palm.
I'll put the jam
In the dough, in the middle.
And I’ll treat grandma
Sweet filling.
Let's eat with the whole family
Pies for dinner.
Dad will say: “Well done!
We need an assistant! "
I'll bake a cake for mom
Becky Squirrel
That's how oil doesn't give up,
It laughs at me:
Then he will sit on the window,
It will rush across the table,
He'll chase the cat
That will raise dust in the corner.
I angrily shouted, “Stop!”
And threw flour at him.
Yes, I got it! It's manual
It happened right away. Rumble, smoke -
Go on the offensive
Cream, cottage cheese and jam.
I can do without a water cannon -
I'll wait for dad from work,
And then we are together with him
Let's conquer all the jam!
Toast
Vasily Mikhailovich Puzyrev
Some people like omelette
Someone can't live without cutlets
And someone really loves foam,
And I love croutons, guys.
I can tell you a secret,
I'm going to cook this one.
And it’s okay that I’m seven years old
Grandma will always give advice
What to do and will help,
Where the granddaughter can’t do it herself.
Here I chop the bread finely
And I pour it into the frying pan.
Grandma will help me here -
Fry the bread on the fire.
I stir the eggs in the cup
And I pour the bread on top.
All that remains is to add salt
Turn off the gas and cool.
Your own food, believe me,
If you don't believe it, check it out
And you will agree with me,
Tastes the same, but someone else's.
How to cook porridge for lunch
Galina Anatolyevna Maltseva
There is some useful advice on the cereal pack,
How to properly cook porridge for lunch.
And Masha read:
“Boil the milk,
Pour in the cereal
Cook for five minutes."
And then, like art:
“Add salt and sugar to taste.”
Masha had very selective taste,
Masha persistently wants only sweets.
The salt is too salty
A little salt
And you can sprinkle some more sugar,
After all, you can’t spoil the taste with sweetness,
And you’ll want porridge more.
You can't ruin it with dried apricots yet,
Raisins, condensed milk, halva and nougat,
Nuts in burnt sugar
AND butter melted.
So Masha put in everything she liked,
But the porridge went away while cooking,
Having stained the stove, it began to squeak...
We'll have to start all over again.
Salt and pepper
Galina Anatolyevna Maltseva
Mom will be very happy!
Dad will be very happy!
I learned to cook
I'll make them a salad
I'll pepper and salt.
I love my parents!
I’ll also cook sausages
In mom's favorite bowl.
It's a shame there's no one to ask
How long should you cook them?
Maybe an hour
Or maybe two...
I'll pepper them first
And, of course, I’ll add salt.
I love my parents!
Pepper and salt are suitable everywhere.
I'm already hungry myself!
For parents to drink?
Can I make them some coffee?
Coffee may be salty
And, of course, peppery!
I pepper, pepper, pepper
And salt, salt, salt
Because it's very strong
I love my parents!
I made a delicious soup
Galina Anatolyevna Maltseva
I made the most delicious soup!
It has enough
Spice,
Croup
And potatoes
And carrots
And parsley
And skills...
It has pickled cucumber!
Oh, the chef is great!
Katya helped her mother
Galina Zaslavskaya
Katya helped her mother,
I sprinkled flour on the table,
Rolled out the dough with a rolling pin
And she clapped her hand
Thickly coated with jam,
I put it in the oven.
Mom after all day
Cleaned our kitchen...
Vareniki
Galina Lupandina
Tili-tili, tili-tili!
We made dumplings
And with cabbage and potatoes,
And a little bit with raspberries.
We cooked dumplings
They put it on plates.
And in one of the plates
There is a special dumpling
With a small button
Red as a cranberry.
This is our surprise.
Whoever finds it will receive a prize.
Prize - a box of chocolates,
It doesn't get any sweeter or tastier!
Then my brother said timidly:
“I found it, my box.”
Dad was very surprised.
“So I got a surprise!”
Aunt Lisa smiled:
“I have three surprises here.”
We guessed everything
And, of course, they laughed -
Everyone hid a button
Red like a cranberry!
We ate candy together
And they composed this song,
Buttons were sewn onto the dress.
Tili-tili, tili-tili!
Pies
Evgenia Urusova
Mom and I bake pies
And we do this skillfully.
Four experienced hands
We got down to business with confidence.
Not pies, but beauty!
They lie on a platter and cool.
With cabbage - dad's dream.
It just doesn’t get any more delicious!
No fuss
Igor Fedorkov
No unnecessary movements and no fuss
Vera tries in the morning at the stove...
I put the water on, took the potatoes -
She cleaned it, she cuts it, sitting down at the table...
Here Vera took a couple of bulbs -
For the soup, it's time to fry the onions...
The onion came out just right - golden and rosy!
Fragrant bay leaf abandoned
Into boiling water, followed by potatoes...
Marking, because the soup needs color!
Now I've put the fry in, and here it is
He takes a bag of noodles from the cupboard...
I poured it into the soup... And about five minutes later
After salting it, you can remove it...
The soup came out great - taste, smell and color,
After all, cook Vera is eleven years old!
Surprise for parents
Irina Krupinskikh
My sister and I are preparing a surprise
Mom and Dad for lunch
We will set the table beautifully
We'll all eat omelette
Break eggs into a cup
Pour milk
Salted and peppered...
How easy is it all?
Add a spoonful of flour
Stir well...
And then in the frying pan
Let's fry everything until golden brown
We will feed mom and dad
We are not too lazy to manage...
Mom's recipe book
We study every day!
Oh yeah dough!
Kirill Avdeenko
Oh yes dough, oh yes dough,
And there’s still not enough room for him,
It keeps growing, growing -
Soon he will outgrow everyone!
Everyone quickly get to work,
Boredom away and drowsiness away,
Let's form a circle -
Let's make a delicious pie!
Let's make a cup and a plate,
Let's make a bunny and a squirrel,
We're all in a hurry and flying to the table -
Let's sculpt together what we want!
The most delicious porridge
Ksenia Valakhanovich
I'll make some delicious porridge -
Our guests will be well fed!
I'll make some buckwheat -
Sweet little sheep,
Yellow millet -
I'll offer you a hedgehog
I'll put some oatmeal -
Good monkey,
And the trickster fox -
With pearl barley oil,
A spoonful of semolina porridge -
Red cockroach,
A bowl of rolled oats -
Snake from the forest,
Bunny, on the way -
Pea porridge.
I'll feed everyone
Sweet porridge,
And I’ll take it for myself -
Pancakes!
I decided to cook borscht
Lyubov Selivanova 2
Today is a day off again
But I can't sleep alone,
I decided to cook borscht,
Surprise mom and dad!
I'm not exactly small
I reach the table.
I know where the meat is
And where is the saucepan?
I'll find some potatoes
And I will follow the recipe!
They don’t tell me to take a knife,
So let them eat the whole thing!
Mom is still cutting onions,
He's sick from seven!
I don't want to cry,
I'm struggling without him!
I know how to turn on the stove -
You have to press the button!
Wait a little bit later
And you can blow on a borscht!
I'll pour it into plates,
I'll call mom and dad
I will surprise them with borscht
I really love them!
Potato
Lyudmila Nekrasovskaya
I am the best assistant:
I peel potatoes with my mother.
This is no trifle for you!
There's only one thing I don't understand -
Mom asks: “Carefully
Pick out your eyes.
Be a little more careful
Don't cut yourself, fidget!"
I checked all the potatoes
Didn't find her eyes
And he said with offense to his mother,
That there are no potatoes with eyes,
And without eyes it’s complete.
Why is mom so funny?!
Cook
Lyudmila Shmidt
Who smeared the stove with porridge,
Who poured syrup on the floor
Made the shelf dirty
And decorated the table with pasta?
What a strange little cook
Did he cook lunch for us here?
Not a mouse, not a kitten
Made toast and scrambled eggs.
Think first
And it's time to give an answer.
It helped my mother
Our Mashenka in the morning.
Shchi-talochka
Marina Boroditskaya
I peel vegetables for cabbage soup.
How many vegetables do you need?
Three potatoes, two carrots,
One and a half heads of onion,
Yes, a parsley root,
Yes, cabbage cob.
Make room, cabbage,
You're making the pot thick!
One-two-three, the fire is lit -
Stump, get out!
Soup
Mikhail Pridvorov
The two of us stayed with our brother,
Mom urgently treats her tooth.
Suddenly, we got bored of playing.
We decided to make soup!
Not everyone can cook soup,
The soup is pure sleight of hand.
How many spoons of salt should be poured?
And how many potatoes?
How much sugar with jam?
How much cheese with dried apricots?
Rash by taste and appearance
And stir it with your hand.
You can throw sweet cherries,
You can have a bunch of greenery:
- Why are you breathing in my ear?
I'm not new to dishes! -
Let's pour off the excess water,
We light the gas with a match.
Let it boil now under the lid...
Will come out tasty soup we have.
Let's make soup!
Natalia Zintsova
Let's make soup, friends, we are with you,
Not with tips, but by yourself!
Our soup will be delicious!
Let's get started now:
They put the meat in the water,
We cooked for about forty minutes,
The foam was removed with a ladle,
And they interfered a little.
Now add: carrots,
Tomato and potato...
Let's wait twenty minutes -
Let it cook a little.
Yes, let's also add: onions
And a few different cereals -
So that the soup is rich,
And he gave us a lot of strength!
Let's not forget to add salt
And add a little pepper...
More action, less words.
Delicious soup - we have it ready!
We cooked the soup expertly,
They put it on plates...
Eat delicious soup, friends,
After all, you can’t live without soup!
Everyone in the world knows -
Soup is very useful for children!!
Cook
Natalia Bystrova
It's like snow fell in the kitchen
What would that mean?
This is Sonechka baking
Delicious rolls.
I poured some water into a bowl,
And sowed torment.
I repeated it exactly like that
Everything was just like mom did.
Salted, peppered,
Kneaded the dough tightly.
Rolled out with sausage
And into the stove for proofing.
While I was waiting, I yawned,
I didn't notice, I fell asleep.
On the table right with the flour,
And a palm under the cheek.
It doesn’t matter that the oven doesn’t heat,
The dough is all over the dishes.
Scold our Sonechka
I won't do it for anything.
Cook
Ovchinnikova Tatyana Sergeevna
Our dad is an excellent cook.
He knows how to cook soup
Pearl barley porridge
And a kulesh of different cereals.
Yesterday I fried it deliciously
He has potatoes and sausage.
Mom looked sad
And she said: “Oh-oh-oh!
Is this what they feed babies?
Children must eat cutlets!
So from tomorrow
I will cook!”
We waved our hands
And they told our mother:
"Dad's chef is awesome!
Dad is the only cook for us.
Others, by the way,
No... - and everyone is very jealous."
Cooks
Olga Alieva 3
We cooked soup for mom
From potatoes and cereals.
Salted, peppered,
And they forgot to try.
What is it, what is it?
They over-salted the soup!
So mommy came
I poured some soup into a bowl.
- What a miracle, what a miracle!
Wonderful food.
Thanks everyone for lunch!
Shall I treat you children?
- No!
Machine soup
Olga Pogrebnyak Skif
Masha stirs the soup in a saucepan with a spoon.
She's so proud, she's so big.
She, like mom, cooks soup for dad, -
Everyone will be happy, everyone will be so happy.
Put carrots, put potatoes
And he'll also add a little onion...
What a pity that Masha can’t take a ladle,
But the soup is real, albeit make-believe.
I'm a cook!
Platon Andreev
I'm a cook
Cook dinner!
Soup, pasta,
Pie for dessert.
Will be today
Happy family!
And mommy tenderly
Hug me!
Fantastic dish
Lydia Slutskaya
Cooking while in the pan
Simple vegetable soup
We can dream up
Lots of different things.
It’s as if the sea is splashing there:
See how the water boils.
Here's a barrel of cauliflower
Swims by like a whale.
And in the depths there is a fish,
Algae live there.
That's cabbage and peas
They are creating an underwater world.
And strange corals
A lot - prepare a spoon:
We'll get it from the depths
Bright red carrots.
There are also many underwater rocks
You'll be glad to see
There are as many of them as you like -
And potatoes and sweet potatoes.
If we add beets,
The water suddenly turns red.
Also the sun at sunset
It always falls into the sea.
Maybe it’s better for us to cook borscht,
Bright, spicy and thick?
But then we’ll already get
There is a different story about him.
Our Varya
Love Heart
Our Varya was cooking soup.
Here I took a piece of soap,
plantain leaf,
Dandelion flower,
A little carrot, a little potato,
A few small stones
And another onion...
- Eat, Mishka! Eat, Doll!
Culinary
Lyudmila Shmidt
Oh, how it smells!
Aroma
Sweet like jam.
There is cinnamon, there is nutmeg,
I'm baking cookies.
And it doesn’t matter what flour
My nose is dirty
You try...
What a taste!
Eat it
You'll ask again.
Mom, there is no concealing pride,
No wonder he will tell me:
- It will be my daughter
A nice cook.
Mom's helpers
Lyubov Platonova-Zotova
We decided to help my mother -
Let's cook dinner ourselves!
To wash dishes less
I'll cook everything together -
Taking a large frying pan,
We cooked herring there,
And potatoes with milk,
And cod, and then...
Then the cats are in the yard
We ate fish and mashed potatoes...
The vinaigrette
Galina Gorlova
We're at lunch today
Let's prepare the vinaigrette:
Red beets, carrots,
We send the oven to the oven,
And potatoes with skins
Boil it in a pot of water.
Let's cool everything hot.
Finely chop the vegetables
Yellow pepper, green onion
And a pickled cucumber to go with them.
Pour in the vegetable oil,
Mix well.
All the colors of summer have gathered
In a yellow bowl with vinaigrette.
Hail summertime!
Help yourself! Kids.
Friendly work
Vera Baranova
Our faces shone -
Mom is making pizza again!
We will help her with everything:
Peel the onion, grate the cheese,
We will cut the tomatoes
And wash the fresh dill,
Sweet and colored peppers
Like a rainbow in spring.
Mom kneaded the dough
I've been fiddling with the filling,
The pizza went into the pan,
Took up all the space!
Then the oven arrived,
Our pizza was heated.
There's nothing more to say -
We all began to wait for pizza.
The master's work is afraid!
Our pizza turned out
Multi-colored, like a firebird,
Fragrant and delicious!
And there is only one solution:
What kind of work will you put in?
These are the fruits you will reap!
Naughty dough
Olga Borisova
Mom kneaded the dough
She asked me to follow him.
So that it doesn't run away.
I couldn't stop him!
Knocked it over on the table
And the “process” began in full swing.
She began to crush him, roll him around,
And it “grabs” me.
Sticky to the fingers, got into the nose
And it got to the hair.
I was in agony all day,
Like snow, white - white!
Mistress Varyusha
Rita Lyashchenko
Varya makes pies
Fast, fun, beautiful.
Makes pots in no time.
It cooks borscht in them to everyone’s surprise.
There are beets, carrots, potatoes
And cabbage, fries onions.
There's even a little meat there.
There are calls for friends and girlfriends.
It was delicious, they ate it and praised it.
There are already five guys at the table.
It's a pity that moms didn't have enough.
Everyone thanks me.
First pie
Stepanova Elena Anatolevna
I worked all day
I tried my best.
And so it turned out
My first pie!
Both tender and tasty.
And how magnificent!
Cherry-cabbage-
Curd and meat.
Salad with a secret
Stepanova Elena Anatolevna
I've been cooking for a long time
Wonderful salad.
First hard
Crushed chocolate.
Added iris,
Then caramel.
Pondered the dish
Fifteen weeks!
Seasoned everything with a handful
Colored dragee.
Where's the salad?!
It's already eaten.
Assistants
Tamara Vtorova
Breakfast for dear mother
We prepare ourselves:
They took the bowl, oops!
Rice flakes,
Milk at risk
Pour into a bowl
Let's sweeten it up a little
A piece of butter,
Stir with a spoon
Let's wait a little...
Three minutes
and it's ready,
Eat, mom!
Be healthy!
The whole cooking recipe
Hidden in the microwave!
Cooking borscht
Tatiana Likhovtsova
My sister Yulia and I
Cook borscht in a large saucepan
We don’t skimp on vegetables:
“Hurry up and cook!”
Water was poured to the brim,
Didn't forget to add salt
They threw an onion into the water,
Tomatoes, garlic,
They also put potatoes
True, with a little peel.
Whole cabbage forks
Our borscht will be the most delicious.
The beets and Yulka were not found,
But we came to a decision:
“Replace with zucchini -
Loading the whole thing!”
It took a long time for everything to cook:
All the water has evaporated.
We topped it up, no problem
We have water in the tap.
We salted it again
And everyone was invited to the table.....
We know for sure, we will grow up
Yulka and I will become a cook.
Great hostess
Tatiana Lavrova-Volgograd
I'm not bored today
I help my mother cook.
It's okay that your hands are covered in dough,
We make dumplings together!
I try to sculpt evenly.
My dumpling is huge!
Enough for mom and Seryozha,
Dad, grandma and cat.
Everyone will say that I’m not lazy,
And a great hostess!
Pies
Tatiana Lavrova-Volgograd
Mom praised Sonechka,
Taught me how to make pies:
- Soft lump dough
Roll it out, my friend.
Put the filling
Right in the middle.
Pinch the edges neatly
To be neat.
And into the oven to bake.
We'll wait further
Pies with cabbage
Very, very tasty!
Cook
Tatiana Lavrova-Volgograd
My sister and I are cooks!
Let's prepare some soup!
Here's a carrot, here's a potato...
Where's my big spoon?
Oh, what nonsense!
Very sweet water!
We've done something here:
We put sugar in the soup...
Nothing, it will do.
There will be compote for breakfast!
I'll train to be a chef...
Tatyana Sukhanova 3
In cafes and restaurants
I can work!
Here's chicken in sour cream,
Vegetable stew!
Here's the fish, here's the salad,
And this is an entrecote!
I'll put on a robe
and feed the people!
I'm a chef, so it's delicious
I have to cook.
Praise for art
Me my family!
Well, for now I'm interfering
Egg, flour, kefir...
I bake it in the oven,
I want to have a feast)
Dad told me important:
- I'm proud of you, son!
And he took a bite bravely
My first pie...
Cook
Frida Polak
It's grandma's birthday.
I'll bake her a treat.
Here is water, and here is flour,
I'll mix everything slightly.
This is granulated sugar.
The pie must be delicious!
Along the edges there is a twisted border,
There is a golden rose in the center.
I'll take it home quickly -
Accept my gift!
...Oh, the pie crumbled!
Eh, dry... sea sand!
Cook!
Yana Klyk
Studying to become a cook
I decided yesterday friends.
And then be proud of me,
my whole family will be there!
I decided to make soup
Mom will be surprised.
I got more cereals
Dad will be proud of me!
I put sour cream in there,
and of course mayonnaise.
And I also poured some seasonings,
and a watermelon, it barely fit.
So I cut the potatoes,
and peeled the carrots myself.
Finally I closed the lid
I thought about putting it on fire.
Only my soup didn’t boil,
but my recipe was not bad.
Dad just arrived in time
and took me by surprise.
Cook is the most important profession,
Without your skills we are scared,
Your work is very important to us!
explanation of the proverb: more dirt, wider the muzzle
Cook Vasya is very clever
Peels carrots with a knife,
Grate cheese on a coarse grater:
Back and forth and back and forth.
The soup is stirred with a ladle
And crushes the potatoes with a potato masher,
Cuts dill with a knife:
Whip-whip-whip and into the bowl!
It turned out delicious so that
Personally takes samples from dishes.
Salt and pepper everything
proverb about marriage
And it tastes bitter with mustard.
The cook is creating at the stove,
It's like he soars on wings.
Everything is seething around him,
The kitchen is his forge.
Each of his creations -
Just a fairy tale, delicious,
Thoughts, creativity flight.
explain the meaning of the proverb: silence, you drive further, you wake up
Anyone who has tried it will understand.
Here's the cook
In a white cap
With a big ladle
In hand.
He can
Artfully
Prepare
proverb girl draws boy fly
The porridge is delicious!
like this
Sweet porridge -
I'll eat her
Without a trace I am!
Cook, cook, culinary specialist,
You have a wonderful gift!
In a bright white cap
You are stirring the pot.
proverbs about weaving
You can feed everyone
Surprise with a delicious dish
So, you'll lick your fingers!
You won't find a better chef!
It smells delicious of porridge, soup and cutlet.
Chuvash proverbs translator free
They will bring all this to us for lunch at the kindergarten.
Our glorious sorceress!
At the table we wield spoons famously!
We eat porridge by both cheeks,
We say thank you to cook Masha!
That's why everyone understands
You are an interesting man,
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Bold, stylish and neat,
All boiling and cool,
The kindest one for me!
A star sparkles in the sky,
The mustachioed cat sleeps in a ball,
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Only the cook can’t sleep -
The cook gets up after dark.
The porridge gurgles lightly,
And the scrambled eggs sizzle,
And to the delicious noise and hubbub
Appetite enters the bedrooms.
We'll sit together in the dining room,
Like a huge family.
I'll be a cook in the dining room -
That's what I decided myself!
We'll say thank you to the cook aunt
For your delicious cabbage soup and porridge,
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Our kids ate them
And they grew up imperceptibly.
I, a pastry chef, can bake everything,
To do this you need a good oven.
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So that everyone is in a great mood,
I bake cakes and cookies for the people.
I bake cheesecakes, pancakes, pretzels,
Cakes, baked goods, of course, not in vain.
And the northern gingerbread shines like varnish,
With nuts, raisins and fried poppy seeds.
Glory, glory to the cooks,
After all, they cook for us,
It’s so delicious it’s simply amazing!
Everything is decorated beautifully.
But today is their holiday,
Let's dedicate this verse to them!
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The chefs need to be congratulated
Wish them happiness together!
I congratulate the chefs
And I’m always ready to praise,
You have golden hands
Let them not know boredom.
Be happy friends
And always prepare for us,
Cakes and pies,
Wonderful cabbage soup,
And hodgepodge and okroshka,
English proverbs translated into Russian
With meat, steamed potatoes,
You can’t even count the goodies,
How wonderful it is that you exist.
Something delicious smells again -
This is the cook cooking for us.
He works for good
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And he is worth congratulating.
He also fries, he also stews -
We can't list everything.
We say “Thank you” to him
We can’t imagine life without him!
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To the cooks - praise and honor,
They always have something to eat!
But we all love to eat,
Even though we destroy the figures with this,
But it's very boring on a diet,
Sit, dreaming of a cutlet!
Today, we have no time for diets,
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Today, festive lunch
In honor of the cook, brothers and sisters are waiting for us,
The chef's day is coming!
Our great chef, don't be bored,
Greet us with bread and salt,
We congratulate you together,
We wish you health and joy,
After all, you are an ace in cooking,
Your masterpieces are top class!
Lots of happiness and health
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We wish the cook!
After all, you cook with love,
Well we know that!
We say thank you
Why do you feed us so deliciously?
All the food is simply amazing!
It's clear that you are top class!
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Well, happy holiday, guys,
Although I am not one of them.
Most importantly, the bribes would be smooth
And let there be welding.
Cook, cook, cook
You've been cooking since the cradle,
You know all the recipes
And with knives you are not suitable,
A pie will warm your soul,
And use borscht to ward off the cold.
I wish you
Always be on top.
My dear, cook,
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Your holiday has arrived today,
I want the house to be quiet,
No fuss, no urgent matters,
I am for you, my dear angel,
I will go through water and fire,
Love will help, give me strength,
Like you, I won’t find another one.
My dear cook,
I picked flowers for you in the garden,
May the house be quiet today
Only our feelings, me and you.
At a crossroads where there is wind and dry land.
Where fire tangos with a torch,
There is an inn for lost souls.
Dust knocks on the blackened shutters,
And the loop displays its motive.
If you are a wanderer of loneliness,
You will definitely come here.
They sit alone at the table here,
There is no sharing of bread or wine here.
Here silence merges into lines,
But no one will write them down.
The innkeeper and cook himself,
He gloomily pours the potion into the mugs.
He has a conspiracy with grave eternity,
He didn't die, but he doesn't live.
He meets and he sees off,
No questions, no intimate conversations.
He only measures out the measure for everyone here,
And we either drink or we don’t.
And silently carries on as he met,
He will cross himself in secret.
Who drank what, he was the only one who noticed,
But the secret will disappear into timelessness.
And sullenly they go into the web,
From the crossroads, where there is wind and dry land.
Without fire, he burned a splinter to ashes,
From the Inn of Lost Souls.
To return through days and weeks,
Or maybe through thousands of years.
Receive a cup of secret potion,
And decide whether to drink or not.
I, a pastry chef, can bake everything,
To do this you need a good oven.
So that everyone is in a great mood,
I bake cakes and cookies for the people.
I bake cheesecakes, pancakes, pretzels,
Cakes, baked goods, of course, not in vain.
And the northern gingerbread shines like varnish,
With nuts, raisins and fried poppy seeds.
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Beautifully decorated, and the quality, taste...
Ruddy as the sun, tanned Indian.
The cake melts in your mouth, very sweet like honey,
He takes my soul with him, into himself.
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To be in the mood
I'll bake cookies for everyone.
Cake, pastries, pancakes,
I am for my entire country.
You can give your soul for this taste,
Not once, not twice, not three, not five...
Simone Teschler
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It's good to have it in the house
Personal chef for the family,
There is a sea on the cheesecake table,
The pies smell delicious!
Day and night the oven is at work,
The pancakes are stacked high,
And everyone wants to eat right away
With honey, sweet cakes!
Our cook is amazing!
With your baked goods in the morning
It will lift everyone's spirits
You will always be full with it!
Alexey Krinev
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International holiday when everyone is a cook
They will come to compete and have tons of food,
It will grow in the kitchens and will attract us,
And the cook will try again and create miracles.
I wish you not to lose your sense of smell over the years,
But only to enrich and improve,
So that your skills become stronger, so that you can surprise us,
It's time to get into the kitchen and start creating.
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Happy International Day to everyone,
Admit it, are you very happy to cook?
Sat on the throne of the best chefs,
And I am always ready to surprise others.
And there’s no denying that you have talent,
And a clear, culinary look,
All forks and spoons are clearly at hand,
You are the only chef in the world.
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Any type of dish is under your control,
The assortment is varied,
Great taste and golden hands,
Cooking ideas are not simple.
Chef's Day is celebrated around the world
All guests are greeted with cooking,
Clients congratulate the chefs again,
A surprise is expected from the boss.
And you will certainly surprise us,
So that the saliva plays inside.
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Let the recipes blow your mind,
Your incredible dishes
Find the tastiest clue
And lure people into the kitchens.
So that everyone nods enthusiastically,
And they said, “Give me more,”
And the competitors yawned again,
They scratched their forehead hopelessly.
You are a top-class chef
I wish to bend the world to my feet,
And receive a reward on your chest,
Cook and create miracles.
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The best cook, king and creator,
The first specialist in kitchen matters,
The volume of work is amazing
And how you deflect worries.
Every day is culinary happiness,
Don't let bad weather into the kitchen
Sit back and relax
Surprise people the old fashioned way.
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Happy Chef's Day,
I wish you good luck and happiness,
I love your creations
And I remember with a roar inside.
Now and always I only dream,
About how I sit and eat,
And I praise your dishes,
You are the best. I already know that.
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It sits in our bellies
Sweet tooth-appetite.
He alternately gurgles and howls.
Who will calm the poor thing down?
Porridge since the morning
Chefs cook for children!