Hello, Dasha!
I see that your location says "Slovakia."
My husband is Slovak. His grandparents came over to the US. I remember meeting his grandmother for the first time, a delightful woman who plunked a bottle of brown liquor down on the table so that we could toast - well, everything. She took me downstairs to show me the jars she'd put up that summer. At first I thought I was totally smashed...then realized the labels were all neatly written in Czech.
Actually...I *was* totally smashed.
Baba was "old country." All she asked of me was that I made my own bread and gave her grandson babies. I did both. She was one of the few people in my life that accepted me totally as I am and I miss her dearly.
Welcome to XNations. As luck would have it, I need a couple of banners!
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