I want some of that caviar. It's mock. It's from Norway.
The conversation in the grocer's shop about the origin of the caviar strongly reminded me of the Rat Inspector episode of Fawlty Towers where Basil tells the health inspector that the veal is a Japo-Norwegian substitute and not up to scratch. I wonder if this inspired John Cleese.
"Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book" Cicero