We will read the poems that we know and love since childhood with pleasure, learn with the child a favorite passage or the whole poem.
J. Gernet, D. Harms
Very, very tasty cake.
I wanted to have a ball
And I invited the guests to my place.
I bought flour, I bought cottage cheese,
I baked a crumbly cake.
Pie, knives and forks here -
But for some reason the guests are not coming.
I waited until I had enough strength
Then he broke off a piece.
Then he pulled up a chair and sat down
And he ate all the pie in a minute.
When the guests arrived
They didn't even find crumbs.
Sergey Mikhalkov
WHAT DO YOU HAVE?
Who was sitting on the bench
Who looked out into the street,
Tolya sang
Boris was silent
Nikolai shook his leg.
It was in the evening
There was nothing to do.
Jackdaw sat on the fence
The cat climbed into the attic.
Then Boris told the guys
Just:
And I have a nail in my pocket!
And we have a guest today!
And we have a cat today
I gave birth to kittens yesterday.
Kittens have grown a little,
And they don't want to eat from the saucer!
And we have gas in our apartment!
And we have a water supply!
And from our window
Red Square is visible!
And from your window
Only a little street.
We walked along Neglinnaya,
We went to the boulevard
They bought us blue-blue
A green red ball!
And our fire went out -
The truck brought firewood -
And fourthly, our mother
Goes on a flight
Because our mom
It's called a pilot!
Vova answered from the ladder:
Is mom a pilot?
What's wrong with that?
Kolya, for example,
Mom is a policeman!
And Tolya and Vera
Both mothers are engineers!
And Lyova's mother is a cook!
Pilot mom?
What's wrong with that!
All the more important, - said Nata, -
Mom is a carriage driver
Because before the Hook
Mom drives two trailers.
And Nina asked quietly:
Is it bad to be a dressmaker?
Who sews panties for the guys?
Well, of course not a pilot!
The pilot flies planes -
It is very good!
The cook makes compotes -
It's also good.
The doctor treats us for measles
There is a teacher at the school.
Different mothers are needed
Moms are important.
It was in the evening
There was nothing to argue about.
Sergey Mikhalkov
Kittens
You guys listen
I want to tell you;
We have kittens -
There are exactly five of them.
We decided, we wondered:
How do we call kittens?
Finally we named them:
One two three four five.
Once - the kitten is the whitest,
Two - the kitten is the bravest
Three - the kitten is the smartest
And Four is the noisiest.
Five - similar to Three and Two -
The same tail and head
The same speck on the back
He also sleeps all day in a basket.
We have good kittens -
One two three four five!
Come to us guys
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J. Gernet, D. Harms
Very, very tasty cake.
I wanted to have a ball
And I invited the guests to my place.
I bought flour, I bought cottage cheese,
I baked a crumbly cake.
Pie, knives and forks here -
But for some reason the guests are not coming.
I waited until I had enough strength
Then he broke off a piece.
Then he pulled up a chair and sat down
And he ate all the pie in a minute.
When the guests arrived
They didn't even find crumbs.
Sergey Mikhalkov
WHAT DO YOU HAVE?
Who was sitting on the bench
Who looked out into the street,
Tolya sang
Boris was silent
Nikolai shook his leg.
It was in the evening
There was nothing to do.
Jackdaw sat on the fence
The cat climbed into the attic.
Then Boris told the guys
Just:
And I have a nail in my pocket!
And you?
And we have a guest today!
And you?
And we have a cat today
I gave birth to kittens yesterday.
Kittens have grown a little,
And they don't want to eat from the saucer!
And we have gas in our apartment!
And you?
And we have a water supply!
Here!
And from our window
Red Square is visible!
And from your window
Only a little street.
We walked along Neglinnaya,
We went to the boulevard
They bought us blue-blue
A green red ball!
And our fire went out -
This time!
The truck brought firewood -
It's two!
And fourthly, our mother
Goes on a flight
Because our mom
It's called a pilot!
Vova answered from the ladder:
Is mom a pilot?
What's wrong with that?
Kolya, for example,
Mom is a policeman!
And Tolya and Vera
Both mothers are engineers!
And Lyova's mother is a cook!
Pilot mom?
What's wrong with that!
All the more important, - said Nata, -
Mom is a carriage driver
Because before the Hook
Mom drives two trailers.
And Nina asked quietly:
Is it bad to be a dressmaker?
Who sews panties for the guys?
Well, of course not a pilot!
The pilot flies planes -
It is very good!
The cook makes compotes -
It's also good.
The doctor treats us for measles
There is a teacher at the school.
Different mothers are needed
Moms are important.
It was in the evening
There was nothing to argue about.
Sergey Mikhalkov
Kittens
You guys listen
I want to tell you;
We have kittens -
There are exactly five of them.
We decided, we wondered:
How do we call kittens?
Finally we named them:
One two three four five.
Once - the kitten is the whitest,
Two - the kitten is the bravest
Three - the kitten is the smartest
And Four is the noisiest.
Five - similar to Three and Two -
The same tail and head
The same speck on the back
He also sleeps all day in a basket.
We have good kittens -
One two three four five!
Come to us guys
If your enthusiasm has run out, you are upset and want to unwind or dispel boredom, cook sbiten, which has been made in Russia since ancient times. Alternatively, I suggest baking a rich and crumbly apple pie - charlotte.
Everything has been calculated and tested countless times. According to the calculation, you will spend 20-30 minutes making the dough.
First you need to light up the oven. It is better to do this in advance so that the oven has time to heat up and the heat is evenly distributed.
Take a bowl, add a glass of granulated sugar, break three eggs and stir so that the sugar melts and dissolves. It is even better to grind this mass with a spoon. Now, while continuously stirring the dough, pour a glass of flour into the mass.
Then cut three Antonov apples (apples, no doubt, must be extremely sour). Divide each apple into wedges, cut the skin off and remove the core. Distribute them in the dough so that it spreads over the apples. By the way, you can chop and chop walnuts in advance and add them to the dough.
Now you need to worry about the form (here I mean the container in which you expect to bake the cake). To prevent the dough from burning, grease the mold with margarine from the inside (it may be of the lowest grade), and sprinkle breadcrumbs or specially crushed ordinary crackers along the bottom.
Transfer the mass to the mold. Add about a teaspoon of chopped cinnamon to reveal the taste of apples. Without cinnamon, the pie can turn out tasteless, and this will devalue and make all your efforts pointless. For even distribution, the cinnamon can be blown off directly from a knife or spoon.
Now place the cake in the oven. Just in the heat of the moment, do not grab the hot door and do not injure your defenseless hands. Place the dough pan into the oven and reduce the heat slightly. Your colorie with a yellow-brown crust will be ready in 30 minutes. He will announce this to you with his scent.
It is not forbidden to serve whipped cream or condensed milk with the cake.
Finally, remove all spilled, spilled, splashed and scattered.
I think that having tasted charlotte, your family will praise you what you deserve. Eat to your health! (301 words.)
(P. S .: The recipe is real, you can try it.)
More on the topic Bake a crumbly cake (Prefixes for З / С and prefix С-):
- § 36. Prefixes and their role in the formation of perfect forms according to the teachings of A.A. Shakhmatov
- Section 41. Perfective prefixes with real time and quantity values
I wanted to have a ball
And I have guests to my place ...
I bought flour, I bought cottage cheese,
Baked crumbly ...
Daniil Kharms "Very, very tasty pie"
From Mirgorodskaya Street to Nadezhdinskaya, to apartment 9, house 11, the Yuvachev family moved on December 24, 1925. This happened a few days before the 20th anniversary of the family's son, Daniil Yuvachev, who already then preferred the pseudonym Kharms.
The new apartment immediately became popular among young poets. There they read poetry and drank draft port. Sometimes this happened two or three times a week. And with what grandeur young talents drink, one can imagine. Kharms's father did not interfere in his son's life and only noted in his diary “Dani’s feast until the morning. A lot of people, noise, din, screeching of a woman's voice, radio ... I did not sleep much because of this. "
Kharms was having fun, but he understood the danger of spree. From time to time he tried to "start a new life", wrote to himself in the "rules" something like "reduce the number of bed-lodgers and spend the night mostly at home", but he did not do it well.
"Portrait of Daniil Kharms". Tatiana Druchinina. 2005 year
At the same time, Kharms was a famous freak and loved to play eccentric: he defiantly greeted every lantern on the street, walked with a painted face, "for a clean face is disgusting," and gathered a crowd of onlookers around, waving a red flag on the top of a tree.
It is clear that such a person could not live in an ordinary cozy room with floral wallpaper. There were legends about his house. People who first came to Kharms, first of all, tried to understand what they heard was true and what was not. They talked, for example, about the fantastic "car" that Kharms himself had built and demonstrated to his guests. The poet's room was indeed filled with wires and springs for some time. Why - no one knows, rather for a hoax.
The walls were covered with aphorisms from floor to ceiling, and a lamp with a wide cardboard shade hung from the ceiling. On it, Kharms painted caricatured portraits of friends and a house with the inscription "Children are killed here." Yes, the famous children's poet, as his wife said, “could not stand children all my life. I just couldn't stand them. For him they were - ugh, some kind of rubbish. "
Kharms' second wife Marina Malich (Durnovo) at the harmonium. The photo was taken by one of the guests in an apartment on Nadezhdinskaya Street
In 1938, Kharms's parties became round-the-clock. In his diary, he wrote: "Oh, I wish I had a lackey who would put uninvited guests in the neck!" The poet could not work - while he was escorting one company to the doorstep, another came. And, according to his wife Marina Durnovo, it was impossible to hide.
So what happened? They came and knocked on the door. And they shouted: “Damn you! Open the door! .. Yes, we still know that you are awake! .. "And they began to break the door. And the door, after all, is not our own, but of the damned state. And they beat her so hard that they made a hole in the doorway, then they had to hammer this hole in ...Danya had already written a note and attached it to the door - they say, no one is there. Still, everyone knew that we were at home.Not a damn thing helped!
When they started knocking on the door, Danya whispered to me: "hs-s! .." and showed me to be silent with signs. Like, no one is there.Well then, something unimaginable began. There was just trouble. And they beat me with their feet and hands. The horror of what it was! And those who came to visit did not care whether it was night or day. They wanted to get to us now, immediately.
Danya still threatened me not to open my mouth. But at last he himself could not bear it. And with the words: "Damn them!" - opened the door.And the guests came in, and they had bottles under their armpits. They drank and chatted. And I am with everyone.
Vladimir Glotser "Marina Durnovo: My husband Daniil Kharms"
Kharms did not care much about what to treat the guests with: a glass jar with butter, cheese, jam and hot tea. This is how the poet's friends recalled the table set for them. Even for the arrival of the invited guests, he did not fry cutlets or bake desserts.
I can not do that. I love guests. I especially like the guests who look like gluttons in the painting by Bruegel the Great. And not that I was worried about the glory of a good housewife, rather I like people who chew better - they are always unusually kind. But the law of meanness does not sleep: guests do not happen when the refrigerator is bursting with cooked food, friends call in at the very moment when there is nothing to eat. And at this moment I seem to be a participant in a cooking show, like the one hosted by Gordon Ramsay. It is necessary to cook quickly, tasty and from what is at hand. Ax porridge.
This applies to appetizers and main courses. It's easier with desserts. There are several proven solutions here: for example, the crumbly curd cake that Harms wrote about. In the poem, this cake was just intended for guests, but it turned out to be so tasty that it was eaten even before they arrived. There will probably be food for him at home, and he prepares easily. Mix flour, butter, sugar - the dough is ready. Beat eggs, cottage cheese and sugar - that's the cream. If there are berries and nuts, it is even better, they will add splendor.
Delicious and simple. Theoretically, such simplicity would be within the power of even Kharms, far from earthly questions.
Shortcake with curd cream
Composition:
Curd 9% - 400 gr.
Wheat flour - 2 cups
Butter - 100 gr. (and a little more to smear the shape)
Egg - 2 pieces
Sugar - 1.5 cups
Vanilla sugar - 10 gr.
Baking powder - 1 teaspoon
Berries (fresh or frozen) - optional
Hazelnuts or almonds - optional
Preparation:
1. For the dough, mix the butter with flour, baking powder and 0.5 cups of sugar (you can add another 1 tablespoon of lemon juice if you wish). Rub with your hands until a friable mixture is formed. Put the dough in the refrigerator.
2. For the curd cream, beat the eggs with the remaining sugar (plus vanilla sugar) until creamy, add the curd and beat again.
4. Grease a baking dish with butter and put half of the dough, lightly crush the crumbs with your hands. Put the curd filling on the dough, distribute the berries on top (optional, you can also do without berries).
5. The rest of the dough can be mixed with the chopped nuts. Sprinkle the filling with crumbs - preferably so that the curd cream is not visible.
6. Cover the dish with foil and bake for 30-40 minutes at 180 degrees. Remove the foil and bake for another ten minutes.
Very, very tasty pie
I wanted to have a ball
And I have guests to my place ...
I bought flour, I bought cottage cheese,
Baked crumbly ...
Pie, knives and forks here -
But something guests ...
I waited until I had enough strength
Then a piece ...
Then he pulled up a chair and sat down
And the whole pie in a minute ...
When the guests arrived
Even crumbs ...
Daniil Kharms
