Night of the Damshang Grassland, just after eleven, the autumn winds of the northern part of the Serbian countryside has been chilled to the bone marrow, back to the town of the farm everyone has been hungry, the boss's wife served stewed potatoes and beef, a large chunk of potatoes have been stewed to the soy sauce, a mouthful of go down, the lips and teeth between the already full of happy flavors. Potatoes are not stewed to rotten, slightly chewy, just right, just this state, the center part of the potato still retains the original flavor of the mellow, and even with the prairie potatoes unique sweetness. Just the potatoes, already let us shouted, and inside the beef is even more people praise, beef is in accordance with the direction of the grain cut into small pieces, fat and thin with just right, in the stew before should also be brined with soy sauce, light black appearance still retains the white and red warm, meat flavor overflowing.

After a gourmet meal, and then multiply a small bowl of beef soup, the flavor just now and then drank down, only to realize that, really, the people to eat, to get this delicious, this life is no regrets.