Bay leaves are not used as food.
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Bay leaves are not used as food.
19.99 €
"Bay leaf is not used for food" is one of those novels for leisurely reading that make you forget about everything. The story of family, love and the lives of ordinary people born at the beginning of the turbulent, and sometimes terrible, twentieth century.
1921. Lavrik Lantratov returns to Moscow and immediately finds himself in a whirlpool of events that can and must break the Old Believers. But he must endure at all costs: survive the collapse of the family nest, preserve the faith and himself, save his loved ones. At the Alekseevskaya water pumping station, in the orphanage and the museum bureau, Lantratov and his entourage have to make a difficult choice: to live according to their conscience while burning, or to mindlessly go with the flow.
And what in this case can heal the burnt heart of a young man? Perhaps love. This is how Vita, his Lily of the Valley, appears in Lavr's life.
1991. Lavr Pavlovich Lantratov, who lived almost a century, writes a will.
What is left of that old, distant world? A crocodile-skin reticule, Karl Votkey's barometer, a fantasy scope with glass plates, and daddy's twenty-zolotnik cigarette case.
And behind each of these simple things is a destiny.
1921. Lavrik Lantratov returns to Moscow and immediately finds himself in a whirlpool of events that can and must break the Old Believers. But he must endure at all costs: survive the collapse of the family nest, preserve the faith and himself, save his loved ones. At the Alekseevskaya water pumping station, in the orphanage and the museum bureau, Lantratov and his entourage have to make a difficult choice: to live according to their conscience while burning, or to mindlessly go with the flow.
And what in this case can heal the burnt heart of a young man? Perhaps love. This is how Vita, his Lily of the Valley, appears in Lavr's life.
1991. Lavr Pavlovich Lantratov, who lived almost a century, writes a will.
What is left of that old, distant world? A crocodile-skin reticule, Karl Votkey's barometer, a fantasy scope with glass plates, and daddy's twenty-zolotnik cigarette case.
And behind each of these simple things is a destiny.
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