She doesn't just cook borscht, sculpt dumplings, knit socks or a scarf. She creates and gives you her warmth. In every loop of a knitted thing, in every piece of food, her energy, her kind thoughts.
Her energy and love permeates everything: the whole house, all your food, all your things sewn, tied or simply washed and stroked by her hands. Everything is permeated with her love and her energy. Everything ... If she loves!
But a hysterical woman cannot create delicious borscht. All products, spices and all your borscht will bounce off her and her anger towards the whole world.
Her lips, tightly pursed with anger, will not be able to unclench in time to taste such a product of Ukrainian cuisine as our Borsch.
It is necessary to try it on time, it is necessary to season it with salt and pepper, and, what is especially important, put the finely chopped garlic and greens into the pan in time.