Some time ago I was in Ukraine. Before the tortured ideas of a corrupted government decided to annoy the hell out of every intelligently thinking person in the country. When we were there, it was kind of quiet and laid back, so let’s not go into the politics of the country. There are other places for that.
In a village called Dubinka, people are living the old-fashioned way. Food is often cooked on a wood stove. A stove that needs attention and care. But once you have cut all that wood, you will want a drink…