Salted apricot pits (beer snack)

Category: Cold meals and snacks

Ingredients
Fresh apricot pits or dried pits	Arbitrarily
Salt, water

Cooking method

Gently split the seeds, trying to keep the kernels intact (or take ready-made kernels)

Boil in salted boiling water for a minute and leave in it for 30 minutes. After that, it is easy to clean the core of the tough skins. Salt water to your taste, who loves lightly salted and who so that "lips burn"

Fry in a pan until small fried specks for 12-15 minutes. The nucleoli will crackle and bounce. Stir all the time. You can also put it in the oven. Minutes for 20. Those who like to have salt on top can be sprayed with concentrated saline solution through a spray bottle. Smelling fried and delicious? Pour into a bowl, let it still be hot and cool slowly. And while you yourself have a beer

Note

Be sure to read the note, it contains all the salt.
These few paragraphs prompted me to cook

- Betya! - asks Marusya, - What have you got from the market?
- Aberkos! - stops to talk to Aunt Betya.
- And why? - asks from the window Madame Berson.
- For the jam! - Aunt Betya gives an interview.
- They don't put bones in the jam! - Herzen asserts from his balcony.
- So I will vikin them! - Aunt Betya agrees.
- Throw it to me! - Herzen permits.
- Why? - this is already a chorus.
- Prepare! - Herzen is probably lying.
Leaving his heartfelt friend Boria, Mezhbijer rejoices:
- Will you make a lot of whistle?
Herzen does not dignify him with an answer, but looks expectantly at Aunt Betya. But even that one is not full of varnish.
- Shaw clean, then yours! - she offers and moves her wallet with her foot towards Herzen. He goes down and picks up the valuable cargo. An hour later, he returns the purse to Aunt Beta, and with her a whole pot of apricot halves.
- Did you eat a lot? - she asks.
- Half! - Herzen frightens.
Aunt Betya believes and begins to suffer. She runs to the dairy to weigh the fruit. A third of the weight is missing. Aunt Betya opens her black mouth, but remembers the bones and immediately closes her mouth.
- Joker! She says to Herzen. - Provocator!
Herzen does not hear. He is already working.
Herzen placed the washed bones in a saucepan. Then he figured out their number, poured a whole mug of salt and poured salt on the bones. So it's not enough for him! He poured two cups of boiling water over it. After that - overworked, probably - went for a walk in the yard.
- Herzen, and what did you do from the bone? - Mezhbizher fastened to him. His friend was taken away by the orderly to have dinner, and Mezhbizher is bored.
- Not done yet. But I will. Beer snack! - answered Herzen.
- They're hard! - Mezhbijer denounced the bones. Then I guessed:
- Will you smash them with a hammer?
- I won't! - Herzen dismissed. - They will open themselves!
Mezhbijer decided that they were blatantly lying to him and was offended.
Madame Berson appeared in the courtyard, slightly skewed by the weight of a filthy bucket full of apricot pits.
- Did you prepare a snack for beer? - Mezhbizher began the conversation.
- Leave me alone, halamidnik! - Madame did not refuse to talk. - I made jam.
- And the bones?
- Vikin! - condescended to this unreasonable madam.
Wasps began to dive on her bucket, buzzing, and Madame hurried to the dustbin. Throwing out the bones, she set off on her way back, but was stopped by the corrosive Mezhbijer.
- And Herzen makes provisions for beer from seeds!
Brushing aside this shimazl, Madame nevertheless turned to Herzen:
- Shaw really?
- True! - answered Herzen.
And Madame was very upset. And she opened her mouth ... to Mezhbizher.After publicly specifying his pedigree, she turned to medical topics, giving Mezhbizher about ten fatal diagnoses, and only then clarified the essence of the claims against him:
- Shaw you, krahaidl, did not say before?
- So he already has bones from Beta!
- I would sell him my ... too!
- I don't open a museum of paleontology! - Herzen defended himself.
Did not help. Madame Berson went to Aunt Beta and let’s ask:
- Betya! For how long did you sell the apricot bones to Herzen?
- I gave him a gift! - confessed Aunt Betya.
- Mishigine is a cop! - Madame also diagnosed her.
So when Uncle Marik came home from work, he had something to listen to.
Herzen, meanwhile, drained the brine three hours later and replaced it with a less strong one. Then he put the saucepan with the bones on the fire. When the water boiled, the fire reduced and left everything to boil until the bones burst, having acquired a longitudinal crack, after which they were sent to the oven to dry and boil. After that, Herzen poured the bones into a deep plate and put them on the table.
And there Uncle Marik arrived in time.
“I’m a poor man,” Uncle Marik began to lie, “every bone to me,” then he looked sideways at the contents of the plate, “it gets dear. And I cannot afford to give away such a treasure as apricot pits for free!
Having said this, Uncle Marik looked at Herzen with a searching look.
Herzen pretended to be imbued with, allegedly wiped away a stingy, man's tear and said:
- It's late, brother, it's late. I already ruined your precious bones with my cooking. Maybe at least it will brighten up your grief ...
With these words, Herzen broke the bone and handed the nucleolus to Marik. Marik inattentively put it in his mouth and began to chew. As he chewed, his face brightened.
- More! - he asked in a whisper and, without waiting for permission, grabbed another bone, then another ...
- No! You can't live like that! - Uncle Marik suddenly cried out and quickly jumped out the door. He returned with three bottles of beer and Sergeant Genitalenko. We drank and ate ... But Aunt Betya came to find out about the results of the protracted negotiations. The result was. She was given a couple of sprinkles to taste and sent for more beer. And she went!
Then they promoted Madame Berson to beer. Here, honestly! Then on a bottle of Moscow Uncle Petya.
Then…
"Odessa courtyard"