About the book: 2008 / Once on the Internet the author read about himself: “Nothing interesting - all potatoes and herring, potatoes and herring." And an old friend, advertising him, said: “All his stories about food come down to fried potatoes and a thick piece of meat.” Lord, what a delightful lie! After all, when describing Soviet everyday cuisine, the author, of course, did not write about caviar and avocado, but the book contains fish, and meat, and neither fish nor meat, and much more, but if the reader of that time seems poor and monotonous, This means we managed to convey the spirit and creak of that era. Today we are concerned about what to eat so as not to gain weight, but then - then the question was often much more vital: “what should we eat anyway!”, health was measured in kilograms, and “healthy” was most often associated with “well-fed”. This The book is a cheerful and sad hymn of a bygone era. When it was written, back in the late 80s, the author often swallowed drool. I wonder if the same thing will happen to a reader today?