Vaniljfudge

Sunrise: 9:20 AM Sunset: 1:36 PM Temperature: – 1.9°C I made some fudge yesterday. Vanilla fudge, of the old-fashioned kind. And really, I have no idea what it even means – old-fashioned fudge – but I saw it somewhere and liked the sound of it. Old-fashioned. Perhaps, with more ingredients than your standard condensed milk recipe. Perhaps, it’s the cream and sugar. Or the way ...

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Honungssnittar

A story about honey biscuit-slices, Christmas nook and the first advent Sunday Sunrise: 8:57 AM Sunset: 1:51 PM Temperature: 2.9°C Things haven’t evolved much since the days of my childhood Christmases. The tree gets decorated early. Biscuits get baked. So does my mom’s pain d’épices. Some years, Aïda and I will attempt to make marrons glacés [candied chestnuts], which is never a success since most ...

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Everything falls into place – Raw muesli bars

I spoke with my grand-mère last night. We settled on soup, mostly. Vegetables and a few spoonfuls of lentils or split peas. And citrouille [pumpkin] cooked with its skin on in a light bouillon. Yes, the approaching winter means soup for dinner. It also means a half-past-three dusk and long evenings at home. Kalle has been tying flies and installing new operating systems on his ...

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On Kitchenaids

We’ve now been in Sweden for almost eight months. Many of those were made of snow. And a little summer too. There are now golden leaves everywhere around us. And some mornings, the ground keeps its beautiful frost for hours after the sun rises. Yes, I’ve told you before, I’m looking forward my first Swedish Christmas! I have a few things on my wish-list, and ...

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On fields of frost, counting to Christmas and a green smoothie

Stories from the recent past: I’ve finally developed my last two rolls of film, which had some pictures I took back in London! You can see two of them above. The first, taken in Chislehurst, when Kalle and I decided to take the train and stop at a random station. We ended up spending the day at a small pub there, cosying up by a ...

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My ultimate kanelbullar, un peu comme des brioches

[My ultimate kanelbullar, not unlike cinnamon brioches] Tomorrow is the 4th of October. A date that doesn’t go unnoticed in Sweden. Yes, tomorrow is kanelbullens dag [cinnamon roll day]. I must have felt that this post – which I promised to share with you long before I even knew kanelbullar had their own day – was waiting in my drafts for a reason. This is ...

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Chasing rugbrød, part one

We waked, in the two cabins in those happy days, just before the sun came up, when the birds were in their loudest clamor of morning joy. Wrapped each in a blanket, George and I stepped out from our doors, each trying to call the other, and often meeting on the grass between. We ran to the river and plunged in,—oh, how cold it was!—laughed ...

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En semester i Lövnäs, andra dagen

[A summer holiday in Lövnäs, second day] A breakfast made of pumpernickel and boiled eggs, oats and cherry yoghurt was eaten by the rainy window. Soon enough we set off to the lake and had sweets before lunch. We settled for a little island, north of the lake, and as we came to the shore, raindrops started their dance again. In the distance, we could ...

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Le chasseur et le ceuilleur – Macarons à la pèche

[The hunter and the gatherer – Peach macarons] Today, I don’t have any magical stories to tell you. It’s summer. And that’s magical enough for me. Yes, I’ve walked barefoot in the grass. And sat on a bench where the river and the book that both lay past my eyes, almost became one. We’ve taken walks after midnight, with a glow in the sky that ...

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Rhubarb custard squares

In Kusmark, the apple trees, now heavy with blossoms are buzzing with bumblebees. The rhubarb has grown taller than me. Strawberry and raspberry bushes are just starting to bloom. Yes, every time we go there – more often than not on the weekend – I can’t stay away from the garden, mesmerised by how fast everything seems to grown around us. Soon, potato flowers will ...

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