Merry Christmas, fellow festive foodies! Today we are celebrating the best day of the holiday season: Christmas Eve. Yes, before the meh-fest that is Christmas Day, there is a day in the festive calendar that is actually quite fun (unless you shop in WH Smiths, that is. Elf’s stocking shelves were busy ripping down store decorations at 14:00. May a partridge roost right up your pear tree for that kick to the jingle bells). I was invited by friends to celebrate a Polish Christmas Eve, complete with eggnog, beetroot soup and the always thrilling prospect of opening presents a day earlier than expected (as a Brit I can’t quite shake the feeling that I’ve done something my mum would disapprove of, like eating the trifle at Christmas dinner before I’ve choked down the sprouts. Wrong, but also kind of exhilarating)