Let them eat cake.
Jacques Chirac, Gerhard Shroeder and Vlad Putin were yukking it up at the G8 conference with jokes to one another about British cuisine.
Well, I will admit that a concoction made of potatoes, cauliflower, carrots, swede turnips, onions and oatmeal is not very appetizing.
But Brits ate this Woolton Pie (named for their food minister) during World War II so they could feed the army that they were about to send to free France from the Germans inch by inch.
Food rationing required a stiff upper lip, an iron stomach and flat feet. British women stood in queues for hours to receive the ingredients, all the while ducking the bombs that would damage or destroy 4 million homes by the war's end. Paris may have been unscathed thanks to a quick surrender, but London burned.
A veritable hit, Sir!