I remembered one interview on television. On behalf of the author:

I lived in the United States for a while. I’m walking on the Texas Road, around the desert, all the business. The restaurant is called “Russian Kitchen”. I, well things, I think, for a thousand years did not eat real Russian cuisine, decided to go. In the menu all Russian, borscht, sleeve, pelmeni, pigeons and so on.

I ordered a borough. Bring something green and ground in a blender.

I ordered the pigeons. They bring a large dish, there are two salad leaves on it, in one pyramid rice is poured, in the other cooked farce.

I decided not to take any more risks with the orders, called the cook.

It turned out that the restaurant of Russian cuisine was held by two Chinese, they also cooked.