Happy New Year

It's one hour till the new year.  We haven't planned anything special for tonight, which on hindsight is probably best since I am in no condition to go out or have people over.  We only had our steak dinner as planned.  A simple indulgence, which suits us both.  This is our first new year's together, and we spent the night at home. 

This simple meal means so much more to me.  Neither of us are of the overly-indulgent types and we both love our cosy home.  It's more meaningful for the both of us to work together to prepare the meal, relax and enjoy the food and then clean up the table and kitchen.  And as I was doing the finishing touches to the food, Pete even laid the table nicely and lit some candles.  He even agreed to watch Sleepless in Seattle as we ate!  He's not the most romantic guy I've met but he does get some things right, some times.  

And having a quiet night in on the last day of this year is, I feel, very apt.  2012 has been a whirlwind of a year.  We had to do the paperwork to migrate to Sweden.  We had to plan our weddings both in March and in June.  I had to settle stuff like resigning from my job that I've held for 16 years.  I had to say goodbye to my family and friends.  Then when I got here, I had to adapt to the life here.  We had lots of paperwork to do to get me registered as a citizen here.  Then there's school and on top of that we are trying to start our business.

Phew.  What a list!  So, it's no surprise that all we want to do is to just spend time together, just the two of us.  We know that if we are really serious about starting our business, we have lots of work to do next year.  We are getting closer to our dream and I hope that 2013 will be just as exciting and fulfilling.  It won't be easy but I hope we both will be strong enough to see through it.

And with that, I would like to wish all of you a wonderful 2013.  May your year be filled with joy, good health and love.

Red Velvet Cake

The new year is just around the corner and I'm sure there will be new year's eve parties all over the world soon.  Pete and I have decided to just spend the time together with a slightly more luxurious dinner.  No guests.  Just the two of us.  And with me feeling the way I am now, it's probably good.  I am not well enough to cook up a storm.

I was looking at the supermarket specials and one item that is sold almost everywhere now is lobster.  Maybe this is the time for people here to indulge in this seafood but I am not sure I want to spend all that money on something that I can only eat like 30% of.  Most probably we would buy a nice piece of steak each and I'll make gravy, mashed potatoes and Yorkshire pudding.  If I were to feel better I would definitely make a cake.  A celebration cake. 

That's what this post is about.  For me, a great cake to bake for a celebration is Red Velvet Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting.  It's not exactly Pete's favourite but I love it.  I LOVE it.  I  first made it when Pete's sister and brother-in-law came to visit and I love it.  The cake it soft and spongy with a mild chocolate flavour.  It goes very well with a creamy frosting that is not too tangy like how most cream cheese frostings tend to be.  I love this frosting since it has some mascarpone and whipped cream added to it.  Also, unlike other frostings, this one uses just a small amount of icing sugar so it's not overly sweet.

I made the cake after pouring through countless recipes online.   I combine two separate recipes - the cake recipe is from Bakerella and the frosting recipe is from Joy of Baking.  Looking at the recipes, I was quite sure that these recipes won't disappoint and they didn't.  Making the cake was quite simple since it was made with oil, so it's basically a matter of mixing wet ingredients with the dry.  The frosting is simple too. You only need to combine the cheeses with sugar and then folding in some whipped cream.  Be warned though, that if my friends from the warm, tropical climates were to make the frosting, you need to work quickly when whipping the cream and folding it in.  Also, keep the frosted cake in the fridge because of that.

The reason I said that it's a great celebration cake is that it looks stunning after it's frosted.  I decorated mine by sprinkling grated coconut all over the cake.  The coconut flakes look like snow and it was so suitable for Christmas.  But I am sure it would look as good for a New Year's eve party too.  And when you cut the cake, the contrast between the white frosting and the reddish cake is really beautiful.  Just try to use a high quality red food colouring.  The one I used was not so good.  Instead of turning it bright red, the colour was more of a dull, brownish red, prompting Pete to name it Maroon 5 cake instead. 

But whatever the colour your cake will turn out, I am sure it will taste good.  Just try it.  It is not difficult and the result will be worth it. 

Red Velvet Cake
Cake (recipe adapted from www.bakerella.com)
2 1/2 cups flour
1 3/4 cups sugar
1 tbsp cocoa
1 tsp salt
1 tsp baking soda
2 eggs
1 1/2 cups oil
1 cup buttermilk (or pour 1 tbsp vinegar into a measuring cup, fill it with milk and let stand for a couple of minutes)
1 tbsp white vinegar
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp red food colouring

Preheat the over to 180C.
Grease two 8 inch cake pans.
Sift all dry ingredients into a big bowl and mix until well combined.
Pour all wet ingredients into another bowl and mix well.
Add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients and whisk well.  If using a cake mixer, mix on medium speed for about a minute.
Pour the mixture into the two cake pans. 
Drop the pans on the table top a few times to release any air bubbles. You don't want holes in your cake.
Bake until done, for about 30 mins.
Remove from the oven and let it cool in the pans for 10 mins.
Remove the cake from the pans and let it cool completely on a wire rack.  You can also cool it in the fridge to make frosting easier.
Once it's completely cooled, frost the cake.

Cream Cheese Frosting (recipe adapted from www.joyofbaking.com)
250g cream cheese, room temperature
250g mascarpone cheese, room temperature
1 tsp vanilla
1 cup (120g) icing sugar, sifted
1 1/2 cup whipping cream, whipped until stiff peaks

Beat the two types of cheeses until smooth.
Add the vanilla and icing sugar and beat well.
Fold the whipped cream into the cheese mixture.
Mix until you get a nice spreading consistency.  You might need to add a bit more icing sugar or cream.

 

The good in the bad

Luckily this is a written blog, not one of those video blogs you find on YouTube.  And thank goodness for laptops and iPads or else the last two days would have been more awful than what it's been so far.  Thanks to the chocolates and other stuff I've been wolfing down, I am now without a voice. 

I woke up on Saturday morning sounding like I have swallowed a boulder and my joints were aching.  I might have caught a bug.  It feels much better not to talk and to stay in bed or the wonderfully comfy couch. Today, I got no better.  With barely three hours of sleep, that's no surprise.  My throat ached every time I swallow and I could only whisper.

Well, I won't bore you with the details but suffice to say that I haven't been having such a great weekend.  But having said that, I have been feeling nice and warm inside.  The minute Pete saw that I was unwell, he has been taking great care of me.  He brought me warm honey water, food, iPad and whatever else I needed or wanted.  Granted, the soup he brought me was of the instant kind, but it's the husband-ly thought that counts.  Also, with this throat, I can't really taste much.

It's wonderful that in life, there's good to be found in the bad.  I am not exactly feeling well and dandy these couple of days but knowing that I have a very loving and caring husband by my side makes me feel so lucky.   
 

Family, food, fun

Christmas is over and I can finally rest.  And rest was what I was having the last two days.  I just felt like slouching on the couch and watch Christmas movies the whole day long.  I also wanted to eat something Asian or Malay so I cooked chicken curry.  The great thing about curry is that it's great the next day as well so I didn't have to cook the next day.  I also made Roti Boyan, this Malay dish of crispy pancake stuffed with mashed potatoes and egg.  It goes well with the curry as well.

Anyway, talking about food, I guess I should have written about how I spent Christmas here.  As I wrote earlier, Christmas is celebrated on the 24th. That morning, I cooked meatballs, mini sausages and shepherd's pie to bring to his mum's for lunch.  There were going to be 16 of us there so I had quite a lot to cook.  Pete was great.  He helped me with the cooking and cleaning up.  With his help, I got the food done quite quickly.

We also had to get the gifts ready.  Luckily I already wrapped them in advance.  I only needed to make the labels and to write on them.  The kids basically got toys, clothes or craft material.  I wanted to make truffles for the adults but that morning, I realised that the chocolate mixture wasn't right.  I think the proportion of chocolate to the cream was off and it was way too hard to roll into balls.  Adding more cream didn't help and in the end I decided to make the Swedish chocolate balls instead.  Pete helped me as I packed and labelled them nicely in jars.

When we reached her place, we were the last to get there.  Everyone was busy putting gifts under the Christmas tree or helping out with the food in the kitchen or taking care of the baby or watching TV.  It was quite cramped there but it was cosy.  We started with the cold foods - four different types of pickled herring or sill, lax or smoked salmon, eggs, cheese, three different types of bread and Janssons frestelse or Jansson's Temptation which is a casserole made of potatoes, onions, herring and cream.

We took our time to eat and chat.  By the time we were done, the cartoons are being shown.  It's tradition here in Sweden that every year on Christmas, at 3pm, Chrismas themed Disney cartoons are shown.  Every year, the same classic ones are shown except the last part where they would show snippets of new Disney movies. There's the one with the chipmunks in the Christmas tree Mickey was decorating, Donald Duck trying to take pictures of birds but his shots were always ruined by an annoying bird and the classic one with Mickey, Donald and Goofy in their caravan. 

I find it interesting that the same cartoons are shown every year and no one gets tired of it.  Pete and his sister even remembers some of the lines in the cartoons!  But I do understand the appeal.  The cartoons never gets old.  I have seen all of the cartoons before, when I was much younger, but I still love them and laugh at the same parts. 

Oh, this year, there was some controversy over the cartoons.  Disney wanted to remove some scenes which they think could be offensive to some races.  One of them is of a black doll parading in front of Santa and another one is of a man doing the Cossack dance which could be perceived as offensive to Jews.  It brought about lots of discussions all over the country about what's racist and what's not.  We were talking about it as well and we all thought that the scenes had nothing racist about them.  I think it's just some people who were trying to be overly cautious, to the point of being ridiculous.

Anyway, after the cartoons, there was a surprise for the kids - Santa showed up bearing a sack of gifts.  He handed out presents to all of us and the kids took photos with him as well.  Then all the other gifts were given out.  The huge pile of presents under the tree was quickly gone and the kids went wild as they opened their presents.  They even started playing with their toys.

The best moment was when Pete's mum opened her gift.  We all chipped in to get her something that she has been wanting for the longest time - a mannequin for tailoring.  She loves to sew her own clothes and with the mannequin it would make her work so much easier. She was so happy and touched by the gift that she shed some happy tears.  I don't know about the others, but that made my day.  She has been a wonderful mum and she more than deserved the gift.

After the opening of the gifts, we had more food.  This time it's the warm foods.  I had my fill of the meatballs, sausages, shepherd's pie and more bread and cheese.  By this time, the dining table wasn't as full.  The kids were busy playing with their toys.  So, we had more room at the table.

Then the next part was fun.  We played a Christmas game.  We each brought simple gifts that cost no more than 50kr each.  We again gathered around the table, the kids included.  We took turns to roll a dice.  This one had colours on it and it was decided that if we were to roll the white or black, we could take any one of the packages on the table.  Once all packages have been taken, we had a timer for seven minutes.  In that time, when we roll the white or black, we could take any package from any one.  That was the fun bit.  As usual, there would always be one package, usually the biggest, that would be highly sought after.  After the timer went off, we all opened the packages.  There were lots of chocolates, candy, even some cute kitchen tools and stationery. 

Another tradition here is to eat rice pudding with a warm sauce.  Pete's mum made some.  I really love it but I couldn't eat anymore.  My tummy was just bloated.  I needed to walk.  But Pete's sister and her family gave us a ride home.  That was probably the best since the night was cold and windy.  The walk home would have been near freezing temperatures.

So that was Christmas Eve.  That's how Pete's family, my family now too, celebrates Christmas.  It was a day for family, food and fun.  The kids had lots of fun since they got most of the presents.  But like I said earlier, it was great to see his mum so happy.  How should we top this gift next year?  Well, we have one whole year to think about it. 

It's beginning to smell like Christmas

I've been away from the blog for a couple of days now.  Christmas is coming and we have been busy getting things done these couple of days.  Christmas is quite big here and widely celebrated.  This is a time for the people here to gather with their families, have meals and give gifts.  Here, Christmas is celebrated on the 24th.  Some families might have a Christmas dinner on the 23rd.  But by the 24th, all the presents would have been opened.

This year, we would be having a Christmas lunch at his mum's place together with some of his sisters and their families.  Pete's sister and brother-in-law have traveled from Norway to join us.  Another sister and her kids, who are living in a town about an hour's drive away will also be there.  It's nice to have everyone together at this time.  The place is going to be crowded but it'll be great to catch up with each other.

We have all split up the tasks for the lunch.  I will be cooking the meatballs and prins korv, a kind of mini sausages.  These are the traditionally served at the julbordet, or Christmas table.  We will also be bringing the julost, the Christmas cheese.  The one we bought is a cute little ball of Edam, festively wrapped up in red.

On top of the shopping for ingredients, we have also been shopping for gifts for the kids.  Luckily I have time off school.  We would head out in the morning so that we would get done by lunch, when the majority of the people start their shopping.  The malls and supermarkets are more crowded than usual but it's still manageable.  I've seen worse crowds back home, so it hasn't been overwhelming at all.

On one of the shopping trips, we went to Emporia, the mall I wrote about.  We went into Hemley's, a toy store for kids.  It was really fun.  They had some toys for you to try and the atmosphere in there was so joyful.  I'm sure the kids would love to spend the whole day there - I would!

Besides shopping, we have also been busy cleaning the apartment.  It's a spring cleaning of sorts.  I have been putting off cleaning the balcony but I decided that this is the perfect time to get it done - Pete's sister and brother-in-law were going to travel all the way from Norway to visit.  So the two of us have been scrubbing, dusting and vacuuming the whole apartment to get it in tip-top condition.

We don't have any Christmas decoration in the house but I wanted to make the place look cosy and Christmassy, so we made our own decorations by sticking some cloves into oranges.  Instantly the apartment smelled of Christmas.  It reminds me of glögg, the Swedish mulled wine, either with or without alcohol, that's drunk during this time.  We arranged the oranges and an assortment of nuts in their shell around some candles and viola! That is our bit of Christmas on the table.  We added some iced gingerbread cookies later on to add more Christmas flavour to it.

We also bought some hyacinth that is also found in homes at this time of year.  After wrapping all the presents, we arranged everything at a corner of the living room.  We also put out some candies or godis, as they are called here.  Again, these are part of the tradition here during Christmas.  When the candles were lit when our guests arrived, it made the apartment look cosy.

If the decorations didn't put us in a Christmassy mood,  the snow that appeared so suddenly in the afternoon instantly did. Perfect! With the glow of the candles, the scent of the oranges and cloves, great company and flowing conversation, it turned out to be a great lead-up to Christmas.

With that, the two of us would like to wish everyone who are celebrating Christmas, God Jul!  Merry Christmas!

Pepparkakor

In an earlier post, I promised to post the recipe for gingerbread cookies.  This recipe is actually a mix of two of the many recipes I found online.  I have made a second batch to test it out again and it didn't disappoint.  This time, I made royal icing to decorate the cookies.  They were going to be gifts for my classmates and teacher. 

I made the dough one day ahead and chilled it in the fridge.  When I was ready to bake, I took them out and used some cute cookie cutters I borrowed from Pete's mum.  I iced them the next day and let the icing dry for a few hours before packing them.  I spread out the work over several days since I have been busy to do everything at once.

the iced cookies

I recommend you to try this recipe.  The cookies have a nice balance of 'butteriness' and spice.  The spices don't knock you over but it's nice and mellow.  If you don't want it to be spicy, use less of the spices.  You can even leave out the cloves if you don't have any.  I tell you, the kitchen smells so good when the cookies are baking.  You really should try this!

Pepparkakor (Gingerbread Cookies)
Cookies
2 3/4 cups flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
3/4 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp salt
1 tbsp ground ginger
1 3/4 tsp ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp ground cloves
125gm soft butter
3/4 cup dark brown sugar
1 large egg
1/2 cup molasses or golden syrup
2 tsp vanilla

Sift and mix the first 7 ingredients together in a medium bowl.
In a big bowl, cream the butter and sugar until combined.
Add the egg until well incorporated.
Add the molasses and vanilla. Mix well.
Slowly add the dry ingredients.  I use the mixer at first and when it starts getting stiff, I just use my fingers to gather the ingredients together into a dough.  This shouldn't take more than 2 minutes.
Roll the dough into a sausage shape and wrap with clingfilm.
Rest the dough in the for at least two hours to let the flavours develop.  You can leave it in the fridge for up to 4 hours.
When ready to bake, preheat the oven to 180C.
Take the dough out and roll out to your desired thickness.  Roll the dough between two sheets of baking paper or clingfilm so it doesn't stick to the work surface and use a cookie cutter to cut out your favourite shapes. 
Arrange the cookies on a baking sheet with a bit of space in between.
Bake for 7-10 minutes.
Let the cookies cool thoroughly before icing them if you want.

all wrapped up and ready to be given away

Last week with the classmates

We had a surprise test in class last Friday.  There were some comprehension questions to answer, a mock-form to fill and we had to write a message and a letter - all without using Google translate or other dictionaries.

The teacher told us after the test that our lessons would be different starting from next year.  After looking at our results, she would plan an individualised curriculum for each of us depending on our abilities.  That means from next year, we all would have different sets of work to do in class.  There would also be two other teachers to be in the class.  They are fluent in Arabic and Romanian.  That way, the Arabic and Eastern Europeans students would get help too.  We were also given a new schedule for next year.  It didn't look as fun.  There's morning class on Mondays and afternoon class on Fridays.

Today, when I got to class, I got another piece of news.  I have been bumped up to a different class next year.  Based on the results of the test, five of us would be joining another group.  Basically we are going to make way for ten new students who would join our existing class next year.  The group that I would be in is going to be taught at a faster rate.  Also, there would be another teacher to teach us in conjunction with the one who is currently teaching us. But the best part is that I have a new schedule that's looking better.  I have afternoon classes on Mondays and morning classes on Fridays.  Longer weekends, yay!

But the sad part is that I would be in a different class from my friends.  Only one of them will be joining me, so that's not too bad.  I have become quite fond of my classmates.  They are always sharing food with me and they look out for me.  We also enjoy chatting with each, especially about having to adjust to the life here.  It's nice to know that other people understand what you are also going through.  That's not to say that the new class I'll be in won't be as understanding, but I don't know if I would be able to fit in as easily as I have with this class.

I won't think about it yet.  After Thursday, we will be having a short Christmas break.  Classes will resume on 7 January so I'll have a lot of time to relax.  Or study.  If this new class I'll be joining is more advanced, I need a lot more practice.  I don't want to lag behind everyone else.  Time for me to buck up and get more serious about my studies.      

A green Christmas?

People here talk about the weather a lot, my teacher said last week.  That's because you get all the four seasons here and more than that, the weather for each season differs from year to year.  I've been here since May and I have experienced hot, dry days in July where I would sweat just walking from the kitchen to the living room.  I've also experienced the cool, chilly autumn days and freezing cold winter nights.

It's winter now and I was so excited when it started snowing two weeks ago.  After two wonderful snowy weeks, it stopped snowing a few days back.  The temperature started rising and today it's 4C.  The snow that has been piling up is slowly melting away.  The rain today didn't help at all.  It washed away all the snow and now there are hardly any traces of snow on the ground.

Bummer.  The timing couldn't have been worse.  Christmas is just round the corner and it would be nice to have snow to make it feel more Christmassy.  Last year, we didn't get much snow at this time of the year.  When I joined Pete's family for Christmas lunch last year, the sun was out and there was not a trace of snow anywhere.  Looking out the window that day, it seemed more like summer than winter.

This year, when it started snowing, I was hoping that it would snow all the way, until after Christmas, at least.  But after just two days of above 0C and some rain, the snow is disappearing.  There also isn't any snowy days ahead forecasted.  Looks like it's going to be another green Christmas again.

Lucia

Every year on the 13th of December, Lucia is celebrated all over Sweden.  It is a popular celebration here, but it's not an official holiday.  It is usually marked by a procession headed by a girl who is chosen to be the Lucia.  She would be dressed in a white robe with a red sash and a crown of candles on her head.  Behind her, there would be other girls, also in white robes, holding a candle each.  Boys are also in the procession.  They would be dressed in other traditional symbols of Christmas such as the Christmas elf or gingerbread men.  As they walk, they would sing the traditional Santa Lucia song.  After that, they would sing other Christmas songs.  This usually takes place in schools and teachers are assigned to be in charge of the event (ring any bells, my friends from MOE?)

This morning, my SFI-classmates and I were lucky to be able to witness this ceremony.  Our classes are held in a high school, so we were able to watch the kids perform.  Our teacher brought us to the school hall where we joined the other kids.  I guess there were about 300 kids there.  Walking into the hall and seeing the basketball hoops, futsal goal posts and benches arranged for the kids and teachers to sit on brought lots of memories for me.  Just a few months ago, I would be teaching PE to my kids in a hall such as this. 

The performance started after the lights were turned off.  Then when the curtain was lifted, the kids were standing in a semi-circle holding candles in their hands.  The girl who was chosen to beLucia, with the candles in her hair, was standing in front of the semi-circle.  I couldn't really see her face though.  It was too dark.

They started by singing the traditional Lucia song.  Then the Lucia, started singing solo.  Her voice was really nice and soothing.  Then the others joined in and they sang other Christmas songs.  They even sang Wham's Last Christmas.  After a few more songs, the event ended and we walked back to our class.  Our teacher said that it wasn't very traditional and the songs they sang were quite new - not hard to guess since one of the songs was a rap.  But nonetheless, I felt lucky to be able to watch it.  If I weren't in this class, I don't think I would be able to be part of it - something that every Swedish kid would experience as they were growing up.

As someone new to the country, I am eager to learn more about it.  It's useful to me since I want to not only experience the Swedish culture, but most importantly to fit in.  Not to mention, it would make me understand Pete better.  Sometimes we do have misunderstandings which are purely the result of our different upbringing and cultures, but that's another story altogether.

Hot food. Cold days

For a country that is cold most days of the year, I'm quite surprised that the Swedes don't eat more warm soups.  I would think that hot bowls of soups would warm them ,especially after coming in from the cold during the autumn and winter months.  For me, I would always have cravings for hot soups or even better, hot noodle soups.  I also have been craving spicy foods - curries and sambals that would warm me up even more.

Pete and I had some errands to run on Monday.  We headed out even though it was snowing, windy and cold.  It was almost lunch time when I started to get hungry.  We went to a place that sells baguette sandwiches.  Along the way, I could see quite a number of people walking out of the place with sandwiches and salads.  I guess they were buying them for their lunch.  Pete and I also got one sandwich each.

When we got home, we were quite frozen actually.  And hungry.  The cold sandwiches filled us up - it's bread topped with generous fillings of sliced cucumbers, tomatoes and shrimp in mayonnaise.  Although it was good and filled us up, I felt like the food left my mouth cold. I think soupy noodles or something spicy would warm me up properly.

That's why I want to start my food business.  I want to give the people here more choices in food.  The usual food available here are the kebab, falafel, pizza, hot dog and Thai/Chinese which are not at all like those we have back home.  These foods are everywhere but they are so boring.  I want to let them try new foods, new tastes.  I want to sell curry puffs, chicken curry with rice, roti john, mee soto, chicken rice and roti prata.  I want the people here to try authentic foods from my home.  I want my food to warm and nourish them.

I wonder, though, what their reaction to the food would be.  Would they give it a try or avoid it since it's alien to them?  I don't know yet.  But that would not stop me from trying.   

Gingerbread house

It was snowing heavily today, windy and very cold.  It was the perfect weather outdoors to be indoors, as Pete would say.  So we stayed nice and warm indoors.  Having lots of time today, we decided to work on a project - build a gingerbread house. 

The gingerbread house is also a typical Christmas decoration here.  Many stores here sell boxes of ready made walls and roof made of gingerbread dough, all neatly flat-packed ala Ikea (minus the L-key, of course).  All you need to do is make the icing and caramel to assemble the pieces and decorate it.

some of  the pieces inside the box

We bought one a few weeks ago and decided to assemble it today.  When we opened the box, we found that some of the pieces had cracked but it wasn't bad enough to make assembly impossible.  We started by melting some sugar to make caramel.  We dipped the edges of the walls and held them together.  It was easy to stick the walls together since the melted sugar harden quite quickly but working with caramel is really messy.  We got melted sugar everywhere.  The spoons that we used were also coated with the hardened sugar.

Luckily Pete has some experience with it.  He had made those when he was young.  He even helped to clean up the pan which we used to melt the sugar.  The remaining caramel hardened at the bottom of the pan and looked impossible to clean.  But he managed to clean the whole hardened mess by adding lots of water into the pan and heating it up until all the sugar dissolved.

While he was cleaning the pan, I made the icing by whipping up one egg white till fluffy and adding icing sugar to it.  It was quite easy to do and didn't take too long.  The problem was only that I didn't have an icing bag.  I had to make do with a freezer bag which wasn't flat like a ziplock bag.  There were folds at the corners and I had to be very careful to cut the tip of just one of the folded corners.

Because of that, it was not easy to do the piping but I tried as best I could.  I used the white icing to cover as much of the hardened caramel that dripped down the walls and off the corners.  I also used the icing to stick some colourful chocolate buttons.  It was fun to do, especially when Pete put the whole thing on our Lazy Susan.  It worked like a turn-table and it made piping work much easier.

Pete's work

my work - the decoration

I really enjoyed piping the lines and decorating the house.  It's a pity the makeshift piping bag wasn't that good.  Next time I would use greaseproof paper to make the bag instead.  And I do plan to make another one next time.  The stores also sell templates for walls and roofs.  It would be quite easy to make one from scratch.  For those who don't want to make the dough, there are also frozen, ready-made gingerbread dough too.

I also loved the recipe for the icing.  It was easy to make and flowed easily.  I would make different coloured icing next time too.  I already know what my next project is going to be - gingerbread men.  If it works out, I will post the recipes too.

Jultradition in Sweden

Christmas, or Jul is quite a big part of Sweden's tradition.  The closer you get to December, the more you notice Christmas decorations in the stores.  Red and white seem to be the colours of the month and tomten, the Swedish Santa, is everywhere.  Stores also start selling Christmas related wares - decorations, household stuff, toys and Christmas gift baskets.  God Jul, which is the traditional Christmas greeting, is printed on anything from mugs and plates to napkins and cushions.

Households here also begin to decorate their homes with everything red and white and Christmassy.  Two of the more popular decoration items for the window are the elljusstake which is a 7-candle candelabra and the julstjärna which is a 7-pointed star lantern.  Since it gets dark very early in winter, the lights from these decorations make the homes look so cosy.  I love looking out my window to look at my neighbours' windows.  In the dark, the glow from the candles and lanterns make the evening look friendly, homely and cosy.

The first of December marks the start of the Christmas countdowns.  These are marked by Advent candles which come in a set of four.  Each candle signifies a week and the four candles mark the four weeks before Christmas.  You light one candle at the start of Advent, which is calculated to be four weeks before Christmas.  You let it burn down a little.  Then you light this and the second candle on the second Advent and so on.

There is also another popular countdown item called the Julcalendar.  These come in many forms.  The most popular one is the chocolate calendar.  The chocolates are hidden behind windows that are numbered between 1 and 24.  You open one window a day, starting from 1 December.  Other similar calendars could be made up of a set of 24 tiny packages containing items such as candy or stickers.  So the children get to open one small present a day. 

We don't celebrate Christmas but it's hard not to be swept by the Christmas mood here.  Our home is bare of any decoration but looking at how nice the lights and candles look, perhaps next time I will get nice candles to light up during the dark winter days. 

Anyway, we bought a chocolate julcalendar for ourselves.  This calendar is also fun as there are messages on the windows as well.  The messages are reminders for tasks to be done before Christmas.  For fun, we decided to follow what was written on ours if we could. As a result of that, I made pepparkakor, or gingerbread cookies yesterday for the first time.  I loved it. The dough was easy to make and bake.  And most importantly, they taste good. I will do another batch soon but this time I will make gingerbread men.  If that works, I'll post the recipe too.  Now, I'm going to munch on more of the cookies!

Substitute teachers

The usual teacher in my Swedish class has been at home sick for the last three days.  While she was away, we had two substitute teachers.  The first one was the teacher for another class just before ours.  He offered to take over our class since she came down ill while preparing for our lesson.  He didn't teach us the next two days since he has his own classes to teach.  We got a part-time teacher for the rest of the days.

The two teachers had the same idea when it came to teaching us - speak Swedish.  All their explanations and instructions were given in Swedish with no effort to translate into any other language at all.  Our usual teacher would speak in Swedish first and then in English, since most of us understand it.  I find it very helpful.  I could learn and remember the words used and since the instructions and explanations were in English, I would learn more.  I could write down notes in my book and go home to learn them.

But the substitute teachers would have none of that.  When my classmates asked for translations in English, they refused, saying that we were there to learn Swedish, not English.  As a result, I didn't learn much these last three days.  When I got home, I would ask Pete to teach me.  I should have just stayed home and ask Pete to be my tutor.  I am very sure I could have learnt much more then.  Three days wasted, just like that...sigh... 

Snowy Day

It was a nice day to be out yesterday.  We had a lot of snowfall and the ground was thick with snow.  Although it was still snowing lightly, the sun was out and the sky was blue.  Pete and I decided to take a walk.  We planned to walk to our garden and then back home.  I was curious to know how the garden looks like in winter.

When we stepped outdoors, it was lovely!  Everything was covered with snow.  I don't know why, but it feels so romantic when things around you are blanketed with snow.  The whole landscape looks so amazing and beautiful.  The air was crisp and fresh.  Luckily there wasn't much wind.  Although the temperature was low, it was not too cold.  Very comfortable.

Other people were happy with the snow too.  We could see and hear lots of children playing in the snow.  Some were dragging their sleds with them.  Their parents walked along beside them.  They looked excited too.  Pete says we don't get much snow here in the south.  I guess that's why the people here are excited whenever it snows.

It was fun walking in the snow.  My boots made lots of crunching sounds when I step on the snow.  Pete, ever the careful one, gave me a lecture about the dangers of walking in the snow.  He told me to step carefully and look where I step.  He had seen a woman slip and fall when she stepped on slippery ice and broke her leg.  It was so serious that her bone protruded out of the wound!

The walk to the garden was nice.  The cold made it seem effortless.  Along the way, I admired the beautiful scenery.  Snow really makes everything look so gorgeous.  When we got to the garden, it was no surprise to see our plants and weeds covered with snow.  Most looked like they were dying or dead.  My lavender are still alive though.  They can withstand the cold.

Just beside the garden, there are some hills and I know they would be perfect for sledding.  True enough, we could hear children's laughter when we were at the garden.  We walked over there and saw the kids and their dads sledding down.  It looked so fun!  I want one for next year.

Pete and I raced up the hill and I tell you, it's not easy running up slope in the snow.  We had a snowball fight since we didn't have a sled to play with.  Just a few minutes of that made us breathe heavily.   Our workout for the day.  When it started snowing heavily again, we headed home.  My face was the only part of me that was exposed and it was so cold that my cheeks turned red.  Once home, I made us a hot mug of Milo.  The perfect drink to warm us up on a perfect snowy day.  

see how deep the snow is

our snowy garden

this hill is perfect for sledding

the dads pull their kids home in the sled

First snowfall

It is snowing!  The first real snowfall for winter here.  I woke up early in the morning, all bleary eyed, to go to the bathroom and before I could shuffle back to bed, Pete called me to the balcony.  The sight woke me up.  It was beautiful.  The landscape was white and everything on the ground was covered in snow.  But it wasn't snowing then so I thought the snow wouldn't last and would melt in a couple of hours.

When I woke up again at 8, I went to the window again.  It was snowing!  Pete said it doesn't snow that much here so he's excited as well.  He checked the temperature.  It's -2C!  I tried to take photos with my iPad and camera.  Pete opened the windows to make it easier to take photos.  When the snowflakes fell on my hand, I could feel the cold.  Some snowflakes were big and would take longer to melt.  But when the wind blew through the open window, it was time to close it and take refuge in the warmth of the apartment.

Now, after my shower and morning tea, the snowfall has lightened up a little.  With the gentle sun in the sky, it's looking like a nice day.  Maybe we would go for a walk later.  Hopefully there's enough snow to make a snowman!

I'm excited about the snow since I don't experience it often.  I've had encountered snow before, but that's different because I was a tourist.  Here, I am a resident.  Having snow in a place I live is new to me.  I'm sure there are lots of things I need to learn, such as wearing the right shoes and clothes for walking about in the snow.  Maybe in time, I would be blase about it or worse, think it's a hassle and grow to hate it.  I don't know.  But for now, I'm going to enjoy it.  It really makes everything look so beautiful.  

Six minutes of snow

I was sitting on the sofa when I looked out the window and saw white specks flying about outside.  Snow!  When I checked the weather forecast, we weren't to expect snow until next Thursday, so I was surprised to see it this afternoon.  But the temperature is steadily falling and I have started putting on my thermals already, so I guess it's about time that we would see snow soon.

It's really cold outside.  Colder than the temperature in my fridge.  Cold enough to have a walk-in fridge that used to be my balcony.  Useful when the fridge in the kitchen gets full.  It's getting easier to believe the news report that it's going to be a very cold winter this year.

Anyway, back to the snow, I went out to the balcony to take a closer look.  Snowflakes were dancing around in the wind.  It really looked like dusting of icing sugar.  I moved to the kitchen cos the balcony was freezing.  It was nice to look at the falling snow while I was in the warmth of the kitchen.  But after a few minutes, the snowfall got lighter and lighter and then it stopped altogether.  I could see some snow on the wooden tables and benches downstairs but it all melted soon.

Although it wasn't much, it was still nice to see.  I mean, I'm from a country near the equator.  We don't get snow there, you know, so any snow that falls will make me excited.  Let's see if next week will bring more snow here.

Sweater Shopping

Pete needed to get some sweaters but he has been putting it off for quite a while now.  The weather is getting colder by the day so he couldn't put it off any longer.  Finally we came round to the shopping today.  We went to a mall in the outskirts of town called Mobilia.  There are quite a number of clothing stores there so we know we should be able to find something for him.

To be honest, he doesn't enjoy shopping, be it for grocery, clothes, furniture or even techie gadgety stuff.  He hates shopping.  Period.  He's the type who would do his research online then head out with a shopping list in mind, go into a store, get what's on the list, pay and get home as quickly as possible.  He is the complete opposite of me.  I love to linger and look at what's on offer, especially when we go grocery shopping.  That is a recipe for a clash of minds, sometimes - he wants to be done quickly while I wanted more time.

So, knowing full well his aversion to shopping, I had already narrowed down the search to just three stores.  At the first store, he couldn't find anything nice in his size.  At the second store, he was happy with a sweater and was ready to pay for it but I told him that's not the way to shop for clothes - what if there are better buys in other stores?

I managed to get him to check out the last store first to see if there were more stuff there that he would prefer.  And there were.  He found a couple of sweaters he liked more than the one in the other store.  In the end, he settled on two decent looking sweaters.  Happy days all round - he loves his sweaters, I get to shop.

    

A decision to make

At school yesterday, we were told that we could opt to start on a specialised course in the hotel industry.  The course is a year long and it starts on 7 January until 20 December.  The normal SFI course is 15 hours a week.  For this course, on top of the 15 hours, there will be attachment too, where you work in a hotel for 2 or 3 days a week.  You also need to attend another course that specialises in the hotel industry.  At the end of the course, you will receive a certificate and might also be offered jobs in hotels.

This course sounds very interesting to me.  I know that when I move here, I would want to try a different career.  I want to open my cafe but looking at the progress we're making, it might take a while for that to happen.  Since the course is designed for people who are interested in the service industry, it would be helpful when I finally start my cafe.  Also, this also looks like an opportunity to widen my network here which, in the end would only be good for my future food business.

The thing that is holding me back is the commitment I need to make.  If I take this course, I might not have time to work on starting the business.  What if, in the middle of the course, a good location opens up and I have to quit?  I would feel like I've taken up a space that should have gone to another more suitable person.  There is a class limit of 25 so there could be people who could be turned away. 

Also, if I am on this course, I would not be able to visit my home at all next year.  I was hoping to be able to go back there in August with Pete.  But if I do this, I don't think I would be able to take leave to fly back home.  Then, there is also the fact that I am not aiming to work in a hotel.  But if I don't take this up, what if I don't get to start my cafe next year?  Then I'm left with no job.  Would I rather have a job first and slowly build up my food business?  Or do I want to just concentrate on opening my cafe?

Hmmm....Lots of things to think about.  At least I have some time to think about it, so Pete and I can take our time to discuss and decide.

What (to do with) the beef?!

You might have heard about the meat scandal that hit Sweden a couple of weeks ago.  The beef that was sold here was actually pork that was dyed red.  We weren't affected since we buy halal meat and it's quite easy to get them here.  In fact, the store near where we live sells 3kg of minced beef for about SGD24.  That's quite a lot of meat!

We usually get the butcher to pack it in 1kg bags and when we get home, I would freeze two of the bags and use one bag at a time.  Even then we would have a lot of meat to get through, considering it's just the two of us. 

So, usually when I have the one kilo of meat to use up, I would always have a few meat recipes on hand.  Most of the time I would use half of the meat to make bolognese sauce.  This would be enough for a couple of meals so I would portion it up and keep.  Sometimes, instead of making spaghetti, I would add more spices to the sauce to eat with tortilla or I'll make lasagna. 

The other half of the meat would be turned into meatball mixture.  I would season the meat and make the traditional Swedish meatballs.  Sometimes I'll make meatloaf with it.  I also make small meatballs and put them into soups.  In this cold weather, we have been having more soups to warm us up and meatball soup is very good to have now.  Adding lots of cabbage makes it a filling meal.

With the mixture, I would make small patties.  They are called pannbiff here.  They are actually like meatballs but shaped into small patties.  They are cooked with caramelised onions.  You also make a thin, tasty gravy with the pan juices.  It's really yummy.  I have seen it in the menus in restaurants here but it was only a couple of days ago when Pete asked me to cook it that I knew what it was exactly.

I looked at a couple of recipes but as usual, in the end, I went with whatever I had in the pantry.  It turned out tasty, actually.  The onions made the patties so sweet and savoury.  I would make it more often after that.  I would serve it with boiled potatoes and peas, my favourite combination.  Another variation I made was to put the patties into a baguette with slices of cheese, tomatoes and cucumber.  We also topped it off with the caramelised onions, mustard and tangy American dressing.  That was good.  Best of all, it's way cheaper than those sold outside. 

I will be looking for more recipes that use up minced meat.  I don't want to serve up the same ol' dishes.  Pete is ok with the food I've been cooking.  He loves the spaghetti and the meatballs so he doesn't complain.  But I do get tired of the same thing all the time.  I need more variety.  Maybe I'll try some Asian recipes next.  Watch this space :)  

pannbiff

pannbiff sub

My desk

The days are getting shorter and shorter.  The cold weather also means that we don't go out very often.  We also don't have to work on the garden any more.  This means that we are indoors most of the time.  It could get very boring but luckily I can find plenty of things to do. 

I could cook and bake more often than I am doing right now but that would mean having too many things to eat.  And with baked stuff, you know they are not the most healthy of things, especially when we don't get as much exercise now.  Since I have started school, some of the time has been spent on studying.  I also watch TV and movies a lot.

Another thing that keeps me occupied is my scrapbooking.  I have been scrapbooking about two years ago and have collected lots of tools and stuff.  I managed to bring maybe 80% of them here.  Pete has also been very nice to suggest sharing his very long desk.  We each get half of the area - his is taken up by his computer and mine is taken up by my scrapbooking tools and knick knacks. 

I love my scrapbooking work space.  I have a chest of drawers next to it for all my papers, stickers, paper punch and other stuff.  Everything I need is within reach.  The wastepaper bin is also next to me.  It's all very convenient.  I also have a huge cutting mat on my desk that saves me lots of time since the grid lines on it makes measuring such a breeze.  The desk is also where I set my laptop when I want to blog or write emails.

Back home, my desk in my room was tiny and I didn't have any special area set aside for scrapbooking.  My stuff are also stowed away under my bed since I don't have much room elsewhere.  It was such a pain every time I want to do my scrapbooking projects.  I ended up dragging my huge box out of my room to the dining table at the start of the project, do as much as I could in a day and then pack up and dragging the box back into my room after that.  I could not leave anything out on the table since my cats would mess everything up and most likely nick some of my stuff to play with.

Now, if I want to do scrapbooking, all I need is to sit at the desk and start.  If I can't finish my project, I can just leave my stuff there and there it will be waiting till sit back down to continue.  The best thing about sitting at my desk, Pete is just next to me.  While I complete my scrapbook project, he would be beside me playing games on his computer.  So, as we do the things we love, we are sitting beside the person we love.  How great is that!

 

Swede supermarket

I don't know about you but I love going to supermarkets.  I love checking out all the stuff they have, especially if the supermarkets are huge.  I love looking at all the fresh produce, the seafood, the cheeses, and frozen foods.  I love looking at the different kinds of breads, cookies, chocolates and candies.  I love looking at sauces, spices and pastas.  I love them all.

I don't necessarily want to buy them since the things I love seem have tonnes of calories in them.  Knowing what are available is great so that I know what I can buy if I want to indulge once in awhile.  Also, I love to know where the different things are located in the stores.  Back home, I know exactly where the stuff were - very useful if I needed to get something when I'm in a rush.

Here, there are four different supermarkets that we regularly go to - three of them with halal meats.  We would check out the weekly specials to determine which would get us the better deals.  Sometimes we do come across very good bargains.  A couple of weeks ago, we bought 5kg of potatoes, 5kg of onions and 2kg of carrots.  Each bag cost only SGD2!  This week another supermarket had the same offer.  Just in time since we've run out of potatoes.

Apart from the great bargains, I really enjoy the weekly shopping.  The supermarkets here are more than three times bigger than those back home.  Every time I go there, I am spoilt for choice.  There are simply lots and lots of things to choose from.  I am usually stuck at the bread, cookies, chocolates and cheese sections.  There are aisles and aisles of those stuff.  Heaven!!  Pete would always have to drag me away.

I also know that I am here in Sweden and not back home because there are rows and rows of Swedish delicacies.  Pete, ever the Swede, would occasionally have cravings for crispbreads and crisprolls or knäckebröd.  These are either very thin slices of high fiber bread that is very crisp, hence the name, or they look like tiny baguette cut in half.  These are also very crisp.  The Swedes love them.  They eat more crispbreads than any other people in the world.  And the rows and rows of shelves dedicated to the crispbreads will attest to that.

I have taken a liking to those as well.  We would eat them for breakfast with butter and cheese.  Sometimes we would also eat them with soups.  I have been cooking lots of soups these days since it's cold.  Hence the regular appearance of these crackers these few weeks. 

Christmas is coming and so the stores are stocking up on Christmas goodies and decorations.  One thing that the Swedes love to eat at this time of year is gingerbread cookies.  All the stores have them now.  They come in cute packages and tins.  We have also been buying some.  They are really good with hot tea or cold milk.

It's not possible to move to another country and be blase about the country's food, I think.  Food is a big part of a country's culture and I think I should be open to it and embrace it.  Luckily for me, I am a foodie and I like to try new stuff.  I don't necessarily like everything but I have come to love some.  I am learning to love the food culture of this adopted country of mine.  Look at my shopping cart if you don't believe me :)

A peek into part of our shopping bag - Leksands' crispbread, 2.5kg of typical Swedish cheese and gingerbread cookies!

I'm not eating the crispbread with all the wrapping.  I'm not that silly! Just wanted to show you the size of the cheese and crispbread.

 

This takes getting used to

The past few days since the last blog post hasn't been good for us.  Pete had fever during the entire time.  His body was really hot and he was sweating even though it was cold.  I didn't have a fever but I wasn't feeling well either.  We both tried to stay indoors the whole time, but I had to go to school.

I didn't miss any lesson since the school is not too far away for me to walk there.  Also, the weather has gotten to the rest of the class as well.  Some of my classmates has been ill.  We haven't had full attendance this whole week.  Our teacher took it easy with us so it wasn't as tiring. 

This weather thing is going to take a lot of getting used to.  I have to learn to dress warm enough so that I don't get too cold outdoors but not too warm indoors.  Sometimes I find myself sweating when I am indoors with all my layers.  I am usually early for class and in the mornings, the class would be locked so I had to wait in the hallway for the teacher to arrive.  I would definitely need to take off my jacket because I would start sweating if I don't.

I guess the cooling and heating up of the body wasn't good for me.  A few days of that could have caused me to develop my cold.  I'm still nursing my cold - no change yet.  But it's Saturday tomorrow so I can rest more and get more sleep.

I am not the only one trying to cope with the weather.  My classmates from Asia also had issues with the cold.  After school, we would walk home together.  In this weather, we all would be bundled up in our winter jackets, hunching our bodies as we tried to brace ourselves against the wind.  We must have been a funny sight!  Once, while we were walking and shivering, we passed  by a group of kids outside the school.  They were only in jeans and t-shirts.  We all looked at them in disbelief.

One day.  One day, I'll be able to do that.  But I'll take it step by step.  I'll start by trying not to take 10 minutes just to get outdoors.    

Feed a cold

The days are getting colder and colder each day.  Yesterday morning, we woke up to frosty windows - the temperature was -1C outside!  The temperature wasn't as low today but the windows remained fogged up.  It was cold outside.  And grey.  And windy.  Brrr...

Inside the apartment, it wasn't as cold.  The radiator is always on but sometimes I could feel the cold, especially when I open the balcony door.  It's really cold in there.  Most of my plants have wilted and died.  I wanted to clear out the dead plants and neaten up the balcony, but it's much too cold for me to be there.  I always put off the task but I know I have to do it soon.  I really don't like mess in the apartment, even if I can't really see it if I don't go to the balcony.

Anyway, because of the weather, I am developing a cold.  Every time I go outside, my nose will get runny and my face will be cold.  Then, when I get back indoors, I will start sniffling.  I always have to have a tissue at hand.  Then yesterday, I started feeling bad.  My body felt weak and my nose and throat felt sore.  It's the cold.

I thought a good night's sleep would do the trick.  Well, I felt ok enough in the morning to do my workout but later in the afternoon in class, I felt weak again.  I didn't feel like studying and it seemed like I needed to use up every ounce of energy I had to hold my head up.  I made it till the end of the class but the walk home didn't do me good.  It was foggy and very cold.

When I got home, I didn't feel good.  A hot cup of tea helped a bit but I wasn't feeling good enough to sit at my desk to do some scrapbooking.  I just felt like staying in bed.  But I had to cook supper.  It was a simple oven roasted chicken legs and some fries.  Easy enough for me to do.  After the supper, I felt better.  Although I wasn't feeling well, I felt like I had to eat.  I remembered the old adage - feed a cold, starve a fever.  Or was it the other way round?

Anyway, I do feel slightly better but it's almost ten and the bed is calling.  Maybe I would feel better with more sleep.  Pete is not having it easy either.  He is as sluggish as me and his body feels warm to the touch.  Hopefully we both would feel better tomorrow.

Turkey Dinner

Before we got married, we would chat a lot online.  One of the things Pete would tell me about was his family's traditions.  One thing I would hear a lot about was his mum's turkey dinner.  She would cook turkey and all the trimmings for her birthday and invite all her children and grandchildren.  This year, I am lucky to have been invited to her birthday party.  Her birthday was on a weekday so the party was held on a Saturday, yesterday, instead.

 Pete and I didn't wait for the weekend, though.  During her birthday, we went to her place with a cake.  I had school in the afternoon that day so I baked the cake, chocolate of course, early in the morning and let it cool.  Once I came home from school, I warmed up some ganache I made earlier and poured it over the cake and sprinkled some pretty red, strawberry flavoured sprinkles on it and off we went.  It was easy to decorate the cake.  The cold weather makes working with cakes and chocolate very easy.  Back home, the warm, humid kitchen would always make cake decorating a huge challenge. 

 Anyway, she loved the cake and was pleasantly surprised by our visit.  We didn't bring any presents though.  We were waiting for it to be delivered from Singapore.  We were hoping it would get to us in time.  I bought her a painting-by-numbers kit but could not bring it with me on my flight back.  I had too much in my luggage.  Anyway, it felt more festive to give it to her during the party.  Oh and yeah, the package arrived on Thursday, well in time for the party.

On Saturday, she greeted us in her new dress.  My aunt gave her a piece of cloth big enough to turn into a dress.  Back home, the Malay ladies would have such cloth made into the traditional Baju Kurung, a two piece outfit.  My mother-in-law had worked on it for a few weeks and got it ready in time for her party.  She looked good in her simple sleeveless dress.  She even made a ribbon to tie the dress at the waist.

Two of Pete's siblings and their children and husband were there.  When we got there, I could smell the turkey she had roasting in the oven.  Soon, when everything was cooked, we sat down to two roasted turkeys, boiled potatoes, peas, carrots and Brussels sprouts.  There was also red cabbage, gravy and red and black currant jellies.

I've cooked turkey once before but found the smell to be too gamey.  But I've never had Brussels sprouts before.  I enjoyed the dinner that my mother-in-law cooked.  The turkey didn't smell too strong and everything was great together.  The Brussels sprouts though, had a slightly bitter aftertaste.  I'm not sure I like those.  But I finished the rest and even had seconds! 

 After the turkey, she served us warm apple baked with cinnamon, sugar and butter.  It's served warm with a huge bowl of cold custard.  The combination is so good.  Hot and cold.  Sweet and sour.  Yummy.  I didn't have too much of that since there would be more food after that. 

We adjourned to the living room where we watched tv - Sweden's version of Who wants to be a Millionaire.  We discussed the answers to the questions but only after someone helped to translate the questions for me, of course.  I'm still struggling with basic Swedish. 

 Then, as we chatted, his sisters helped to lay out the cups, plates and cutlery for fika.  Coffee and tea were served, along with some chocolate covered almond macaroons and an orange custard roulade made by his mum.  His sister made the birthday cake.  It's a two layered chocolate sponge with chocolate custard and bananas in the middle.  It was all very good.  I was well and truly stuffed. 

We had a great time there, feasting and chatting.  The whole family would meet every few weeks but it's not enough, especially since one of his sisters lives so far away.  So we would treasure the time we get to spend with each other.  Next month would also be an exciting time.  Christmas is coming and one of his sisters would be having her birthday.  More celebrations and more food!  More exercise is definitely needed too!