In Russia for Easter, my мама would make kulich, the traditional Easter cake. She could have gone to gulag for this, but she was always ardent in her faith. And a very good baker.
This Easter, I am stuck in bed with two broken ribs and concussion. I am tired of wearing sunglasses everywhere, but if I do not, the headache is very bad.
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I know you do not have kulich, but can you bring me chocolate at least?