Elena was a prominent representative of emancipated women. At 35, deep down, she dreamed of a husband and family. But her independence prevented her from finding her happiness. Shortly before the New Year, she began a new romance. Oleg was a very interesting conversationalist, a handsome man. Lena was only embarrassed by the fact that he was very fond of a variety of homemade food, since he was spoiled by his ex-wife. But Lena practically did not know how to cook.
Oleg was the first to talk about plans for the New Year.
- Come on, we'll meet him at your place! I'll bring champagne and fruit. You're hot, there are all sorts of salads, and I also love pies very much. You know, so small, for one bite. We'll put up a Christmas tree, which one do you want: natural or artificial?
Elena didn't want anything. She could not even think about them, because her beloved had just set before her almost impossible tasks. She will still overcome the salads, but here are the pies for one bite … She was in a difficult situation. On the one hand, she understood how important it is to keep this young man, and on the other hand, it makes sense to waste time if Lena still cannot meet his requirements.
She decided to go fraudulently. It would not have been possible to master the culinary art in a couple of days, so, according to her idea, she should have bought everything that her lover wanted, and then go to the courses. Then by the next holiday you can already be fully armed.
As a result, on December 31, a fragrant Christmas tree stood in her living room, on the table were salads, fruits, cake, boiled pork in foil and the notorious one-bite pies with meat and cabbage filling, and Oleg was nearby. Everything seemed to go according to plan, but Elena's mood was not very good. The realization that she was deceiving tormented her. Oleg asked:
- What's the matter? Are you somehow bleak today? Don't you like the New Year?
Lena hesitated, then sighed and blurted out:
- Oleg, I want you to know the truth. I hardly know how to cook, and all this beauty is on the table from the neighboring cooking. I do not promise that I will learn to cook the same way. If you decide to leave now, I will understand everything. But I don't want to lie to you.
Lena prepared for the worst - to celebrate the New Year at a broken trough.
Oleg laughed and said:
- I noticed the price tag on the foil of the boiled pork immediately. You didn't even bother to tear it off. When I realized that you were trying to pass off someone else's kitchen as your own, I decided that I had been deceived. But I'm so damn happy about your confession. This means that we have a chance to be together in the future! Adore you!
Oleg kissed Elena, and she burst into tears with happiness. All her emancipation dissolved in salty drops and disappeared forever.
