'Officers of your regiment, of course?'

Your shelf is full of books.

Tohirbekov and the solar cooker.

Mary likes to bake bread.

Mary likes to bake bread.

She knows how to make cakes.

She is fond of baking pirogi.

I can bake bread.

That stove smokes too much.

The solar cooker is not perfect, however.

Tom taught Mary how to bake bread.

She put the chicken in the oven.

I'm sure I turned off the stove.

Tom taught me how to make pancakes.

I taught Mary how to make bread.

I taught Mary how to make bread.

Tom likes to make pumpkin pies.

That shelf is too high for me to reach.

My mother knows how to make cakes.

He burnt his hand on the hot stove.

Tom put the bowl into the microwave.

Let's just break this shelf. Okay, that shelf broke.

Above all, the interests of the regiment were involved.

In one corner was a run down shelf with bottles of local gin.

The shelf fell off and all the books went tumbling down on Vasya.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.

Tom burns both wood and coal in his stove.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

In the 17th century the city was one of the largest in the area.

We cut a 5,000 restaurant oven in half.

Absolutely to the last inch, they can make that cooker.

Onlookers, a doctor, an attendant, and officers of his regiment ran toward him.

There are those who consider it offensive to roast meat with charcoal.

I tried baking bread for the first time, but it's dry and not tasty.

Tests on the parabolic collector dishes that power the solar cooker were held over a series of days.

I took a cooking class last spring and learned to bake bread.

As Mark Twain once observed, a cat that sits on a hot stove will not sit on a hot stove again, but it won t sit on a cold one, either.

In the passage he met two officers, one of his own and one of another regiment.

On the 13 August 1906, however, he was killed by Socialist Revolutionaries.

But dough is what we're working with, and we take that dough to the oven, and it goes into the oven. As soon as the interior temperature of that dough crosses the threshold of 140 degrees, it passes what we call the thermal death point.

Tom put the bowl into the microwave and pushed the button to start it cooking.

He had that winter been promoted to the rank of colonel, had left the regiment, and was living alone.

The old cabin lacked many modern appliances, it even had a wood burning stove.

ON THE DAY OF THE KRASNOE SELO RACES Vronsky came earlier than usual to the regimental mess room to eat his beefsteak.

But he was dismissed once again in 1797 when irregularities were found in the financial affairs of his regiment.