We lived there were my grandparents, and they had Kurochka Ryaba. The New Year blew the hen many eggs, not gold, and simple. Became the grandfather with the Woman to think what to cook for new year's table. Grandfather thought and thought, not thought, the Woman thought and thought, not invented. The mouse ran, tail waved, and came up with a dish. The grandfather caught fish, Baba thawed mushrooms, and the Mouse got the cheese. And got this Christmas tree. And the surprise is this: eggs with cheese - luckily with mushrooms - luck, fish - to success. Happy New Year!!!