Ahh, that brings back memories of taking a summer course here at UMD a few years back. I lived in campus housing away from the campus proper, with five other guys in a 2nd floor apt setup. The entrance was outside, so we got this balcony. One of the guys was originally from the Ukraine (moved here when he was 10...or 14...I can't really remember). We'd have these gathering where a bunch of Russians would come over, and we'd drag the furniture out to the balcony and hang out, drinking vodka and eating sprats (No sprats for me.) Those Russians love their tinned fish. The nastiest thing I saw one of them do was eat the last sprat....and then drink the oil in the tin, which had little bits of fins, scales, bones and heads in it.
Eurgh. No sprats for me, thanks, but I remember them fondly anyways.