Saturday morning. A ray of sunshine, gently touching the walls of our bedrooms, the chirping of birds and I, sweet stretching, I thought, "How good... No need to rush anywhere, you can still soak up the extra minute, and then, sitting by the window in the kitchen, enjoy a Cup of freshly brewed coffee." My mood was so festive and lyrical that I wanted to shout to the whole world: "Good morning!". "Good morning, and Breakfast soon?" - interrupted my thoughts in mid-sentence my beloved husband standing in the doorway and nervously pulling my dressing gown. Well, that's why? Why so quickly all the good ends? Lower me down to earth one boring phrase "Breakfast soon?". Oh, these men, like small children. Gathering all his will in a fist and frantically Recalling what to cook, I went to the refrigerator, opened it and long peered into its contents as if during this time there was to appear, God knows what. Nerves could not stand the... the refrigerator. "What do you want?" - I almost said it, almost like in Pushkin's "Golden fish", since I had time to close the door. The picture is ugly: the long-bored coconut, a package of yogurt, a packet of cream, Oh Yes, and one lonely egg laying. Well, what can you make from one egg in this life? But I still try. And the hat went to cook "Coconut Kuchen". The author of this recipe Svetlana-SP not just gratitude and a low bow. Well, let's go!