Today my average visit to METRO of once a year has been filled. Christmas dinner ingredients, some chocolates, more chocolates. Some cheese, more cheese. Water, beer, etc. All done apart from some ingredients which I am not willing to buy in bulk. I fell in line to pay. The cashier, as nice as she is, called a colleague and tried to explain me that they have a Christmas offer in which I get a bottle of Hubert with every purchase of 99Euros. Showing me a picture of the offer, it featured three bottles of Hubert and a fish. In between we had some other things to sort but it is beyond the story of the fish. So I paid and got three bottles of Hubert free. A stamp goes to my bill which states I could get a fish, a carp in particular. I wonder where, but they are conveniently located at the exit. Upon presenting my bill outside, they informed me that I get three fishes (is that grammatically correct?) and if I would like small or big, then they retracted and said well, there is no difference at all anyway. They have two huge bubbly containers full of swimming fish. When they showed me the FIRST fish, I begged them to give me a small one. No small one. Into the plastic bag goes the fish, then into an empty Hubert box. Then came the second into a second bag, into a second box. Then came the third into a third bag, into a third box. My lips started to pull out into a smile; my brain mixing the gray and white parts somewhere: WHAT IS WITH THEM AND FISH????? So fish jumping and all, I took them into the back seat.
Still lost on what to do with the fish (my freezer is definitely packed already without them), I went to pick up Adrian and luckily met his favorite teacher. I offered her if she would like to have a big carp some 50 cms in length. She said that she would not clean it but her husband would, so there goes one carp. Ooops it fell because it jumped. One fish gone and one to go (I intend to keep one). I ring the doorbell of my Slovak neighbor and asked them if they want to have a carp. Oh, ah ok thanks.
The puzzle never left me why they are giving away fish. Not any kind of fish but a carp. Not any kind of carp, but a huge one to feed 10 people. Then I remember! In my slovak class I once asked my teacher what is a typical Slovak Christmas Dinner. Voila! Fried Carp and potato salad! Now I DO know! So the third fish is still there in the bag in the box, breathing, and waiting for me. What should I do? Then a lifesaver came as hubby just got home with a colleague who loves to eat fish and I gave him the big, beautiful, breathing, boxed fish.
I am happy with the three Huberts.
Happy fishing!
