Good Evening Joe!
Years and years and years and years ago I was stationed at some Foreign Officers base somewhere in South Carolina.
A quite dashing MP I was, to be sure.
Anyway we were not allowed to call the French Officers "Frogs" and they changed French Toast to Egg Toast in the Dining Hall.
Despite the Frogs and the French Toast and all the jokes about them smelling like garlic and how Paris had just recently been occupied twice, we did get on famously as Allies.
Of course in college I discovered that those damn Frenchies were Anglo-Saxons just like the rest of us only they spoke the wrong language!!
In grade school of course DeGaulle had to have his Force de Frappe and nationalistically had to try and destroy Nato. I thought Ike was Uncle Sam himself and considered DeGaulle to be an abomination.
But to make a long story short, I do consider the North Atlantic Alliance to be the cornerstone of civilization.
I would be remiss, and dammit who wants to be remiss these days, to not mention the major contribution of our Gallic friends to the rest of humanity.
The French Fry.
You might say French Toast and I might say French Fry, and others might say French Bread and still others French Women.
Vive la France
| 
