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“The human pabulum in it’s original form flies, swims, and grows on trees. Who would have thought it your Excellency?” said the one official.
“To be sure,” rejoined the other official. “I, too, must admit that I had imagined that our breakfast rolls came into the world just as they appear on the table. From which it is to be deduced that if we want to eat a pheasant we must catch it first, kill it, pull its feathers, and roast it. But how’s that to be done?”
“Yes, how’s that to be done?” repeated the other official.
How a Muzhik Fed Two Officials by M. Y. Saltykov
This is how I feel about cooking.
