When we lived in Central Russia, a grandmother from the South would send us parcels with meat and nuts. My beloved stew was a stew of rabbit. When my parents were at work, I called a bunch of girlfriends from the yard, we cooked pasta and add to the stew. In the end, stew quickly over to the mother's surprise, I was accordingly for this mandate. In those years I did not understand what a lack of everything. Here are memories from childhood.