Yesterday in my car I could not resist a temptation and opened the container with "Olivier" salad and ate it with a plastic spoon. 500 grams. After the last spoon was over I looked out a front window and hiccupped.

"-Well, how's your diet doing?"- I asked myself. Fatty, oily, slimy, with a cloud of mayonnaise, this salad is a heavy stone submerged to my stomach bottom.

  In 1860 in Moscow an owner of the restaurant "Hermitage" on Trubnaya square Mr. Lucien Olivier invented a new salad. This salad became an instant hit, but cunning Olivier kept the secret of its preparation in secret until his death.

  Subsequently, this salad got the name "Olivier" after the name of the inventor, or "Russian salad." Originally, they never the add sausage in it!

 “Russian salad” or “Olivier” which I ate in my car in September 23th of 2017 had a sausage in content. Maybe that's why I feel nauseated?