Get out of bed nice and early on Father's Day. Have a yawn and a stretch. Head on down to Baker D Chirico in Fitzroy Street, St Kilda for some croissants and head back home. Back into bed, so that M can bring to me her favourite breakfast of croissants, but I demur at her suggestion of Vegemite and settle for jam instead. There was along the way, a very big complaint about Chirico's laziness in not turning in the corners of their croissants, making the traditional crescent shape, but I'm happy to report that the croissants were nonetheless very enjoyable in their straight line shape, light as a pillow, buttery and crisp.

The previous night, all my other kids gathered around our table for Father's Day as well and after my daughter asked me this morning about the Polish style carrot dish as well as another of apple, after pronouncing them to be very tasty, I'm ashamed to say I took no photos of these two very traditional Polish dishes for your perusal, but promise to make amends as soon as possible. We served them with duck legs and roast potatoes and when your largest baking tray already holds a ton or two of roasting potatoes, finding a tray that will hold a dozen duck legs in a single layer was nigh on impossible. So there was an impromptu juggling performance as the legs were layered, swapped and rearranged to ensure each one was cooked through and most importantly, the skin nice and crispy.

As good and as fun as all the food was, do you know the best thing of all about Father's Day?

Family.