Political Street Food: Communist Dessert Chic

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Our friend Urban Infidel has been chronicling New York's street culture scene for a few years now, but this is the first time we repost her findings on the Cube.


I came across this odd little street food vendor last month in my neighborhood travels.


The delicious-looking chocolate and farmer's cheese confection called Sirki was being offered by a place ironically named Iron Curtain. Poking around on the web I discovered that Sirki was a favorite childhood treat in Russia and that it [like pretty much everything else] had vanished from the stores during the Soviet era.


The vendor, who is from Russia and remembers the last gasps of the Soviet regime, said she was concerned about business because she felt that a lot of Americans hate Communism. I said that we do, but it's also worth noting that within a scant year of Obama in power the head of the Communist Party of the USA at a three-day international conference of communist and worker's parties said, "There could not have been a better time to be a Communist in the U.S.A. than this."

Maybe Iron Curtain could cater the upcoming Democratic National Convention.

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This is the next best thing since Hitler Lite beer.


Try Liberal Fascism! It's like "National Socialism" without the "National."

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Red Square wrote:This is the next best thing since Hitler Lite beer.

Try Liberal Fascism! It's like "National Socialism" without the "National."
Wastes great. Less killing?

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And we all know what goes great with Hitler Lite™ - Prophet Pretzels™!

The Pretzels with a Bang™!

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Well, with the of sexy Natasha from Rah-sha, we can learn how to make borsht. We can fulfill our obligation to the revolution by starving to death by only making and eating only borsht, 24 hrs a day, 8 days a weak. It beats being sent to a re- escalation camp and watching re-runs of Republican conventions of the past, making one hate capitalism and jump in front of a stampede of elepahnts to end the misery. Enjoy!!! ... re=related

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This reminds me -

When a commissar knocks on your door at 3:00 in the morning and you need to get ready for a long boxcar trip to Siberia, nothing will wake you up better than a hot cup of strong Marxism Coffee!

This is an old Cube classic from 2006 -

Marxism Coffee: Smell The Revolution

Wake up to the delicious aroma of class struggle! ... -t672.html

There's more to it, but I can't resist posting the list of various distinctive flavors:

Red Army jackboots (to give you a kick start)
The iron fist of the people (comes with the buzz)
Gunsmoke sensation (the ringing won't stop!)
Great purge (your hands may shake)
Black Maria trunk (sharpens senses, boosts memory)
Morning in the gulag (go with the flow)
Cattle prod (makes you work faster)
Lost in a mass grave (caffeine free)
Castro's mustache (for you lonely feminists)
Million men march (don't mind the aftertaste!)
Jungle fever (feel like Che Guevara being chased by a mob of angry Bolivian peasants)
A riot in Paris (so strong, you'll want to open your windows)

Brought to you... by Iron Curtain!

BTW, turns out they have an article about them in Gothamist and a page on Facebook

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Nanny Bloomberg must investigate and close down this purveyor of unheatlhy sugars and fats (after a suitable show trial, of course.) Unlike the Soviet communists, American National Socialists really care about the masses and are prepared to fine and harrass them as needed in order to prove it!

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I like Russians. I own two Russian motorcycles (a Ural and a Dnepr) plus an M91/30 Mosin Nagant. Plus I drink Russian beer (Baltika). I just don't like communists.

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R.O.C.K. in the USSA wrote: Image And we all know what goes great with Hitler Lite™ - Prophet Pretzels™!

The Pretzels with a Bang™!

Mmmm... Yes. I enjoyed an entire packet of these wonderful prezels after a 6-hour trist with my dearly departed Egyptian temporary wife...

Yes.. I suppose it was a bit rash, but she would not have been so dearly departed had she not charged me so much for our temporary arrangement!.... but hey... 10 Egptian Pounds is 10 Egyptian Pounds and when one has a ballpin hammer at hand... I suppose one must improvise. On the brighter side, it was her dying wish to cast a vote for Dear Reader (AP&PBUH)... I have her voter registration card right here. (Please do not mind the blood stains).

Ahhhh... Arab Spring!!!!

At any rate, these pretzels are quite delicious. I am saddened though that they discontinued the Prophet's Pork Rinds... I cannot for the life of me figure out why?

Has anyone a large sack of lime?

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Good news, Comrade!

Prophet P..k Rinds™ ARE still available, but they're kept under the counter - you have to ask for them.

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Love the branding, but not sold on the name. I think IRON CUISINE better represents the product being "offered" to the The People™. Get the Food Network onboard, via their Iron Chef vehicle, and that sweet, little Sirki-purveying street-vendor could be going places... Perhaps in a Black Maria.

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Necessity is the mother of invention, but please do not give ideas to present Day Progs (Obama's 99% Crew), for as much as I loved the long lines and all the fun of the Brezhnev Era, my health today cannot afford it. Imagine enjoying our present day hot summers in the USA without Air Conditioning.