Let Them Eat Jacques

Being a foreign correspondent of some seniority(1) I am happy to confirm that the French diplomatic service is famed around the globe. Staffed almost solely by lesser and greater scions of that great country's noble houses (whose continued existence despite the events of the French revolution and the subsequent terror is itself a testament to a certain degree of skill in matters of diplomacy) the corps diplomatique is a byword for charm, wit and skilled negotiation. Given all this, it can only be assumed that many of these suave aristos will be praying for the reintroduction of the guillotine, given President Chirac's latest less-than-tactful outburst against Albia(3). In his latest outburst, M. le President has attacked Albian food, claiming it is the worst in the world other than the Finnish. This has undoubtedly riled many Albians who stand proud in the knowledge that their national cuisine is truly without peer in its awfulness.

(1) Despite what my present posting here in Albia might lead my readers to believe(2).
(2) I feel it would be inappropriate to give details of the incident between myself and the Head of News at the office Christmas party all those years ago that is the true cause of being located here in Blizsta.
(3) Those seeking an example of a previous outburst are referred to Ever The Best of Friends.