No matter what language you speak, men, being men, will talk about the same things if you leave them to their own devices: sports, babes, alcohol and their balls. No big suprise there, but in this case David and I managed to spend a few enjoyable hours with Krzystof with only a handful of words, communicating with sign language and lots of pointing at things. We found ourselves alone with him after everyone else left to finish the setup for the reception. Our task was to help make glabki (stuffed cabbage rolls) for the BBQ Sunday. We watched as Krzystof patiently walked us through the steps. Before long, David was over a pot of boiling water, peeling leaves off a head of cabbage and I'm wrist deep in pork. Awesome.
Between steps, we found a way to talk about families, food, volleyball and she-devil women who keep their men's testicles in little boxes (since they don't need them anymore). By the way, the glabki was a hit...
Answer to question above: "ja-ja," which is also "eggs."
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