So, take the eggs and wipe it through a sieve (dreary affair!) so that all of the films to separate.

Slice of salmon cut into small cubes, but not soft-boiled, namely so that the pieces "present." Caviar salted herring or fillet also cut into slices.

Pepper and pour the flour with soda.

Mix well.

Whisk the whites to a froth, that is cool as for biscuit.

Interfere with caviar-fish weight, as for sponge cake: 1/3 weight stir rapidly, and 2/3 light movements up and down.

The oven you have preheated to 170 degrees, mold greased. Fill them with a mass at 2/3 volume. I have for muffins, but I somehow wanted to use these is interesting mold - a porcelain, but they can be baked in the oven, you wouldn't believe. Another GDR-ovsky times! (They have written and "vzadu" "Made in DDR").

Bake until ready.

Moreover, it is better to overexpose a bit than to nethergate, baked long enough.

Check out the splinter!

I was going to him again to file the sauce (sour cream mixed with dill and lemon juice), but consumers are digging the soil with his hoof - hands are not reached.

Ate and so! I usually bake from spawn just pancakes, but here on the work pulled!

The fish who loves them. And we have half the population in the family loves fish, and the other half likes to catch her, only in Germany it is with such problems!!! First, to be able to fish, it is necessary to pass the exam, well, on the right of driving a car! And all fish diseases you need to know when it! Second, you can catch strictly in permitted areas! And third conductive die with laughter! There are ponds, where fish are bred, the amplitude of come eager to catch PAY money for it! If you get caught, then PAY the money for the fish and leave happy!

So I "catch" in the store! As I recall, in the Scoop... yeah, okay, I won't! I already told you how on the river caught fish! Yeah... But still, when my mother and stepfather in the period of rampant realignment has bought a cottage in the village Wave and the house was on a river Wave, we came to see him at the weekend. And, of course, to catch fish in a boat loaded with 2 man rods-daughter (her then 10 years old, but the makings of a strong male character struggled even then!) the child broke the branch, tied a fishing line with a hook, anyhow not crying! Who do you think each minute dragged on the fish? And from whom was the largest? Clear pepper - daughter! Come back - the men sullen, longing to pour I had shot, and daughter, radiant in the glow of triumph, not usteregli rybenko, the cat stole (the same thing was - all the mice in the area for night fishing, will come, and mother is worried: no, again the kittens will be? Look, and in the evening again, like a knife blade - mice znachitstsa digested already!) Wee upset... We say, leave! Fish enough, and she has bitten her! But no, caught up and taken away. Had to sneak the cat to give, that night the mouse was dancing on the table!

Here who likes fish!