Every year I make nalewki and every year I curse those damn fruits… Everyone raves about my pigwówka (quince liqueur?), so naturally I make it every year. But my blood boils when it comes to cutting the fruits – they’re so damn hard my hands hurt.
I also do czereśniówka (cherry) and wiśniówka (sour cherry?) – pitting those bastards is a nightmare. One time I didn’t notice that a pit “jumped” behind the furniture. It attracted a ton of fruit flies that I couldn’t get rid of for months.
And the best part? I don’t even drink alcohol… I just have too much fruits.
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Every year I make nalewki and every year I curse those damn fruits… Everyone raves about my pigwówka (quince liqueur?), so naturally I make it every year. But my blood boils when it comes to cutting the fruits – they’re so damn hard my hands hurt.
I also do czereśniówka (cherry) and wiśniówka (sour cherry?) – pitting those bastards is a nightmare. One time I didn’t notice that a pit “jumped” behind the furniture. It attracted a ton of fruit flies that I couldn’t get rid of for months.
And the best part? I don’t even drink alcohol… I just have too much fruits.
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Cave Johnson?