The Torched Custard Dessert of Creme Brulee is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by François Massialot with an even hand, and remarkable for its frequent executions, fear of technology, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 26.295 billion crème brûlées are free to succeed or fail in life on their own merits; the successful tend to enjoy an opulent (but moralistic) lifestyle, while the failures can be seen crowding out most jails.

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Westport. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 27.4%.

The powerhouse crémeux economy, worth a remarkable 1,287 trillion culinary torches a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Retail, Automobile Manufacturing, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 48,978 culinary torches, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 145,386 per year while the poor average 12,945, a ratio of 11.2 to 1.

Geosynchronous satellites are now manned by unpaid interns, the new airport at Mr. Giles' farm is panicking his sheep, François Massialot is emphatic that Creme Brulee's HDI is much higher than it seems (Creme Brulee has found 1 easter egg), and it turns out that money can buy you happiness. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Creme Brulee's national animal is the ramekin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is zest.

Creme Brulee is ranked 73,977^th in the world and 1,657^th in The North Pacific for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 3,283.43 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.