Me: "That's what it says on the fridge."
RX: "Ah. Some sort of pseudo-Russian."
*Pause as both of us are puttering around the kitchen.*
RX: "You know what we need? Cyrillic alphabet refrigerator magnets."
Me: "I was just thinking that."
Alas, they are out of stock.
EDITED TO ADD: Wow, alphabet fridge magnets must be a Yank thing; the Cyrillic and Greek ones are surprisingly scarce on the intertubes.
On the other hand: BONUS! That's pretty clever right there. Also, it's neat to get this far down an esoteric train of thought on the internet and find somebody else's footprints.