Today marks the beginning of the 3 day celebration that is Christmas in Poland. This is the day when everyone feasts on the mandatory 12 dishes, none of which contain meat, several of which contain carp. Very fresh carp. As in, we purchased it live at the market, brought it home in a plastic bag full of water, and let it swim around in the bath tub before we killed it for dinner.
I turned down 3 separate invitations to partake of said carp, in favor of holing up in my apartment and watching movies. I just wasn't in the mood to go through the effort required to turn down any particular food item in this country. Traditionally, you're supposed to take some of each of the 12 dishes on the table. I don't eat fish. This makes the traditional Polish Christmas dinner a bit of a challenge.
You see, Polish hospitality is a strange and wondrous thing. It's not sufficient to smile and say "No, thank you." Generally, it takes a minimum of 3 refusals for the message to get through. I guess it's something about the first 2 being politeness, and only at the 3rd one do the hosts realize you REALLY don't want any.
So I stayed home, ate chicken, and am ready for my 3rd movie of the evening. Of course, having turned down all those dinner invitations, I'll probably never get another one - karma's funny like that. But at least I won't have to eat any carp.