Fishy: A carp's thoughts on the Czech Christmas tradition
Most of my lovers don’t know why they consume me so lustily every year at Christmas. It’s as if I were the only scavenger in the pond, in a country overflowing with manmade reservoirs. They’ve been loving me (“lov” translates to “hunt” in Czech, so I will refer to my Czech friends as lovers for the rest of the story), and farming me since back in the 17th century.
My origins in this part of the world undoubtedly coincided with the introduction of Christianity; you can still see a few devout believers driving cars here with fish decals stuck to their bumpers...read more.