My first Christmas with my Czech wife was amusing. It was 2007 and we lived in Germany. We'd driven to Cheb on the 23rd of December and bought a nice large carp at the Tesco. We had the fish monger kill and clean the fish for us. He whacked the fish with his knife across it's neck...going about half-way through the fish, then gutted it. We put it on ice and took it home. My wife soaked the fish in warm water for about two hours before preparing to scale the fish and prepare it for cooking the next day. As she grabs its tail and started to rake the knife against its scales the fish jumped in her hands...thrashing around violently. My wife jumped up and back almost 10 feet. Apparently when the fish monger attempted to kill the fish he did not severe the spinal cord. So there we have a 5 kilo carp flopping around in the sink getting bloody, fishy water all over my wife, the kitchen, the curtains...and my wife refusing to go near the sink. I couldn't do anything because I was paralyzed by laughter. Finally recovering enough to drain the sink, I finished "killing" the fish and helped my wife prepare it...it took longer to clean the kitchen than to prepare the fish. My wife made an EXCELLENT soup, potatoe salad and fried fish for the 24th. That was my first, and most memorable Czech Christmas...what's your story?