RUSSIAN CUISINE IN EXILE

It’s clear: our undeniable advantage is that they are frog-eaters. The Russian is a picky eater: He doesn’t eat anything that jumps. But the Frenchman, in his flimsy little coat, with his little chicken mind, gobbles up everything laid before him. Incidentally, the pragmatists who have infiltrated the Politburo have taken advantage of this fact. The Kostroma region, where crop and dairy yields have fallen sharply, fulfills its entire portion of the Gosplan by exporting frogs to France. It’s not for nothing that Andrei Voznesensky is proud of his Homeland:

Trading for computers, Paris can appease. And in turn our frogs will gain Wide-reaching prestige.