Features of the Georgian husband and culinary manipulations with chicken

Fathers and Sons

Caring, gentle and attentive. They recklessly give warmth and love to babies. These are the men in Georgia. And the children are drawn to them. Moreover, both ours and others. For example, in our courtyard, men carry on their hands one by one neighboring neighbors. There is one sort of son of the regiment. He is picturesque! Fat, curly, silent and big-eyed. Of clothes - only diapers. He is taken from his young father right from the balcony, then they are passed from hand to hand, they play with him, they admire his strong build. By the way, they also slipped it into our window. And my husband just as happily patted his cheeks and clapped him on the back like a friend.

My opinion is that their family without children is doomed to break. A man requires offspring! I think many people look at a woman primarily as a continuer of the clan. For better or worse, I don’t know. Just a fact. In each family there are at least two children. By the way, this year, according to statistics, the birth rate in Georgia has increased.

It is in Russia that we are pondering: will we pull the second? We think, calculate, plan. Everything is simpler here: God gave the child, and will give funds for his living.

I note that children, especially those born as adult parents, as a rule, pay with kindness and attention. Purely Caucasian, with emphasized respect. But I didn’t in vain say - as a rule. There are exceptions. Frightening by their cruelty. For example, our neighbor in the country is a real Spartan. A meter with a cap and about forty kg. After a stroke, he speaks poorly and barely walks, dragging his leg. Relatives left her in the village. Probably expected her imminent death. But it was not there! She has no water, no toilet, no shower in her house. Strip too. He warms himself with the wood that we palm off on her. Feeding her neighbors. Throughout the winter, her relatives did not come even once. Question: What did she do to her children?

There are still such cases. As a result of excessive custody of the parents. Mothers provide for their over-age, and even elderly sons. Such children are not used to working, taking responsibility, planning and implementing. They are still naked little babes in diapers. Do not leave this role. And parents who dream of a calm old age, contain a child on their simply disgustingly insignificant pension of four thousand rubles. And be sure to run after them for vodka and cigarettes. About times, about morals?

Patient people

They are temperamental, but not hysterical. Noisy, but not fussy. Explosive, loud, groovy, and sometimes dangerous. But I do not know a more patient people. They are being cut salaries - they are silent. Academics receive the same pension with the cleaners - and are silent. They are being increased utility bills - they are suffering again. The new government is doing even less than the previous one, and the people are humbly silent. The country has unemployment and an economic crisis.

Some go crazy with hopelessness and hopelessness, others freeze in the winter without heating, while others live starving. And they endure! Why? It seems to me that they believe in salvation. Allegedly, someone will help them out of this disaster, establish the economy, obtain money, and create jobs. And so they are waiting. Patiently. And it seems to me, in vain. No one will help us out if we don't move. As they say, a rolling stone with moss will not overgrow. The proverb that you often hear in Russia comes to mind: “If not me, then who?” This is a call to action that is unknown to Georgians.

Restaurant Occasion

The breadth of gestures is a direct national feature of Georgians. They know how to beautifully care and noisy walk. You won’t take it away. If the Georgian wound up with lariks after several months of lack of money, it is quite possible that he will give part of his wife.And for the rest, he walks with friends on a large scale. Prokutit in general. The wives here are not even surprised. So their grandfathers and fathers lived, husbands and brothers live, teaching a kind of recklessness of sons. And in principle, the Russian man is losing something here. But I will tell you one exceptional case that characterizes Georgians also as incredibly stubborn people. And the Russians ... Judge for yourself.

It was in the 90s in St. Petersburg. Two young Georgians feasted at the restaurant. Wide, rich, satisfying. One of the guys liked the girl at the next table. Bright, slender, funny. But she was not alone. Her companion - a faded, fragile, shy guy all the time adjusting his glasses on his nose and looked funny and absurd.

Poisoned by couples in love, Georgians with curly hair and burning eyes did not even take such an opponent into account. And the lezginka began! Georgians noisily ordered themselves all kinds of dishes to demonstrate the abundance and scope. A Caucasian sent a bottle of champagne and a bouquet of flowers from somewhere to a nearby table. I did not take my eyes off the girl I liked, literally incinerated her. He invited me to dance, tried to sneak a wink and invited him to his table.

The Russian botanist did not react in any way: either he was afraid, or he was shy. But the Georgian - admirer wound up himself and heated the atmosphere around. The girl danced a slow dance with him and again returned to her companion. The winged Georgians began to think over the capture strategy.

But then somehow it quickly ended. The girl and the guy suddenly got up and left the restaurant. The Georgians looked dumbfounded at each other ... They did not expect. Frowningly perplexed, they ate and drank everything that was (and they ordered a lot). Two hours later, asked for an account. And here a surprise awaited them. Yes what!

It turns out that the same nondescript Russian guy paid for their chic feast. The dumbfounded Georgians, bashfully hiding their eyes from the waiters, fell out onto the street. They lit it. Reflected. It seems that they did not spend money ... But there is no pleasure. Moreover, in the souls there was a mixture of annoyance, anger and perplexity. They had never before in their life received such a frank and equally intelligent click on their stubborn foreheads.

About friends

Georgia is a country where a smile still means a sincere disposition towards a person. A rarity in our age of polite office half-glasses. Friendship is also an exceptional phenomenon. These are not likes and exclamations on social networks. And not sms on holidays. This is a felt, tested by time and different life situations attitude. Often these are school or college friends, they know each other's families, trust the innermost, go to each other without invitations - just like that for a cup of coffee, go fishing or relaxing together. In general, friendship for them is not corporate relations, but something more serious, deep, respectful.

I know that if disaster strikes, a whole team of old friends gathers along the chain. One person is unlikely to be left in a difficult situation, saved even against his will.

I have quite a few friends in Russia. But to no one, I can not fail without warning, or ask to spend the night, or spend with her the whole Sunday. We plan meetings in a few days so as not to disrupt the established schedule of being. Maybe here is another, slightly relaxed southern rhythm of life, is this the whole point? I don’t know, I began to think about this topic only here, having seen other friendly relations.

Recently there was a case. My husband needed to talk and consult with friends. Our little daughter affirmed loudly in the apartment, so I was glad to go out into the air. The time was nearing midnight. I quickly dialed Alena (aren't they sleeping?) And informed me that we were coming. A friend asked, “Did something happen?” I giggled affirmatively and disconnected. Once. The child is screaming, explaining by phone longer than driving.

Ten minutes later we arrived. We were met on the street by the little daughters of Alena and George. When they entered the house, it turned out that I had already prepared a bed. They thought that my husband and I had a fight, and I left home. We all laughed together.Frankly, when I saw a clean bed for me, my soul felt warm and pleasant. In a foreign country, I have real friends. Although for me it is more than friendship.

About decision making

Often at Russian feasts we observe how wives knock a glass out of the hands of a hungry hubby. And the usual words are: “Maybe you already have enough?” Agree, the picture is so familiar that it does not cause any emotions. And if you think about it? What do these words, actions from the wife mean?

Definitely, one thing comes to mind - total control. This will not work here. Georgian men, it seems to me, are little adapted to life alone. Sometimes they need a servant - they are above some kind of domestic problems. But next to a woman they will not allow themselves to be nothing but a man.

Once I noticed my husband that he was wrong in the decision-making algorithm. He listens carefully to my opinion, does not argue, even nods his head in the affirmative. And then he does it completely differently. Absolutely! Cardinally! Archaic! I will not say that his decisions failed us. But it's a shame. I strain my brains, show the gift of persuasion, defending my point of view. And then bam - all for nothing. As usual, during a showdown, she suddenly realized what my chatter was for him. It seems that I give him food for thought and the opportunity to look at the problem a little differently. Why am I all this?

I get the impression that Russian women sometimes want to see in their husbands children who are not able to make a decision or to do an act without them. Or maybe it’s worth a little lower reins? Or even cultivate independence in men? After all, we ourselves can give birth to children.

Features of the Georgian husband

Everything is simple. And the same time is incomprehensible. A Georgian is a kind of mix of contradictions: patience, endurance and explosive temperament. Indescribable charm and tediousness. Deep sadness and rampant revelry. Family comfort and boyish parties. Predictability and exciting impromptu. Every wife at home has such an explosive mixture. And the dosage of each ingredient depends on its degree of education, education and ... culinary abilities of the spouse.

I am sure that the dishes that my friend Alena has prepared for you today will appeal to Russian husbands.

Chicken sauce and lecho from Alena Vatiashvili

For chicken sauce we need:

• one chicken;
• two ripe tomatoes;
• 1 onion;
• five potatoes;
• greens: parsley, dill, regan.

My chicken and cut into pieces.

Cook until half cooked, add chopped potatoes.

While the chicken is being cooked, finely chop the onion and fry with the addition of butter on low heat until golden brown.

Add grated tomatoes or 1 tbsp to the fried onion. l tomato paste, or 200 ml lecho. Stew.

Now wash and finely chop the greens, chop the bell pepper in half.

And add to the pan about 10-15 minutes after boiling the sauce with potatoes.

After another 10 minutes, squeeze one clove of garlic and add bay pepper. Boil for 5 minutes - and the sauce is ready! Pour into plates and call husbands: Russian or Georgian - it does not matter, most importantly, our relatives, to the table!

To prepare the lecho, we need:

• 5 kg of ripe red tomatoes;
• 1 kg of red bell pepper;
• salt;
• bitter red ground pepper to taste.

Wash the tomatoes and cut into four parts, bell pepper in half, do not forget to remove the seeds.

We lay the chopped vegetables in a pan, let it boil.

Stirring, cook for 20 minutes. Let cool. Alenka usually cooks in the evening and on the second day makes lecho.

Chill the cooled tomatoes and peppers through a colander

Pounded tomato-pepper mass is again poured into the pan, put on the fire, add salt and hot pepper to taste. Cook 30 minutes after boiling.

Banks and lids are sterilized in advance.Pour boiling lecho into banks, close the lids.

In winter, this lecho is perfect for borscht, chakhokhbili, kharcho and sauces. And if you add garlic, dry cilantro, a red flower and uzo-suneli to it, you get wonderful satsebeli - sauce for fried meat!

- Gemrielad is mivert! - Enjoy your meal!