Kereszt Anu is standing at the stove in her flowered apron, stirring a cracked ceramic bowl full of eggs into the melting golden dollop of szir, sliding around in the pan. One entire wooden spoon heaped with pale orange-brown rendered pork fat. She cuts one inch thick slices of white bread and lays them into […]

scrambled eggs — Ossibell


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