So long 2010 - and thanks for all the fish

EWA ANDRZEJEWSKAEditorThe story begins, oddly enough, with a man carryinga fish. When I was a student (a long, long time ago), as the Christmas celebrations were just getting going a few days before Christmas Eve, somebody brought a freshly caught carp to my family home. He asked us if we would like to buy it, and my mum, who likes carp dishes, agreed without giving much thought to the consequences. The result? For a few days the carp was left to swim around in a bath in the laundry room, enduring constant harassment from the family’s cats and dogs. The human members of the household also grew accustomed to Feliks (as this is what we had called him), paying him visits a few times a day. The problem arose on December 24th, when the carp was metamorphosed from a swimming fish into the traditional Polish Christmas Eve dish. Well, at dinner that day, when the fried carp was served nobody seemed to have much of a stomach for it. Wojciech Ciurzyński, the head of Polnord, also recollec