12 Laud Cucumbers To The Skies

Laud Cucumbers To The Skies

Posted on July 29, 2011 by kulichik

And comes a day when inhabitants of Istobensk village congratulate one another on a nice harvest of cucumbers.  Many of us like the vegetables. But have you ever thought of the labor that was invested?

Every cucumber grower must come through the rite of initiation.

Cucumber is a mere mystery. Till now there has been a tradition according to which nobody including members of the family and neighbors should see how the first vegetables are planted. Otherwise they will turn yellow. Cucumbers are gathered in the morning due to their strange property of growing at night.

The pap of one large cucumber is removed and the formed cavity is filled with vodka. A person who is willing to be come a professional grower must drink the vodka and eat the cucumber. In case he still stands on his legs after that he becomes a member of the club. However, only an indigenous inhabitant of the village will join the ranks.

The vegetable even has a patron of its own who is responsible only for its growth. His name is St. Thalelaeus.

As soon as one find himself in the village of Istobinsk he notices unusual even and long garden beds at once. Such beds are not made for potatoes, onions or cabbages. There is a working person in every garden which is a large cucumber plantation. The main street of the village is called Labour Street because the inhabitants are very hard-working.

The climate here is rather severe. The land is not fertile and consists of clay layer. Many years ago ancestry of the modern inhabitants had no gardens and were fed by the river Vyatka. They were captains or sailors and lived rich enough not to have any gardens. But once the river lost its commercial importance, the people concentrated their efforts on planting.

They started with cabbage growing. Then turned to onions. But it was the cucumber that made them rich.

Inhabitants of any northern city remember smiling people who sell cucumbers from huge wooden barrels at local markets. The people come from Istobinsk village. They put their hearts in every cucumber which is not easy to grow. Many creatures like slugs and aphids don’t let them grow as well as local cats which like eating the vegetables a lot.


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12 Responses to “Laud Cucumbers To The Skies”

  1. Verto says:

    In Soviet time,no one allowed to enjoy these kind of “cucumber ….” fest! ! ! !

  2. No_Suprises says:

    I love pickled and preserved cucumbers. My mother used to make a lot of jars with cucumbers to eat in winter seasons. Pickled cucumbers are also great to eat while drinking vodka.

  3. George Johnson says:

    I like to see these sorts of things. In the US, a lot of small towns have harvest festivals.
    These sorts of things are really nice. The whole town gets to let off “steam”, they get kinda crazy, people come from all over.
    Good times for all. These people look like they’re having a great time.

  4. Otis R. Needleman says:

    Some nice-looking vegetables, and nice-looking gardens. We grew cucumbers on the farm many years ago. My mother and grandmother would make pickles. Mighty good.

  5. parabellum says:

    Clarify his statement, then it got too strong. I meant not all women living in urban areas and only those who are apart of things and no clubs ochem not think so.

  6. Archy Bunka says:

    A. Bunka here. Hey a cucumber festival! Someone forgot to invite Max and Roman, too bad. Yes, I have a sick sense of humor, and I am proud of it. It is part of my heritage. I have a clear conscious because I treat people like human beings in real life…

  7. testicules says:


  8. People's Commissar says:

    Do all villages have an abandoned church?

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