On Friday we left to go to Mums sister Viveca and Lennart, They live 2 hours above Stockholm. They live really beautiful at a lake out on the country side. It's so peaceful out there so we had a really relaxing weekend.
In August every year we Swedes have this crayfish party. All you need is some friends, a heap of freshly boiled crayfish, some beer and schnapps and a selection of silly drinking songs.
So the season of crayfish is actually over but I wanted to show George so we sneaky put some cages in their lake when it got dark and waited a couple hours.
Sadly we only got nine and three was big enough to eat. So we throw them back in the water. Luckily Viveca and Lennart had saved some crayfish in the freezer. To my surprise George actually liked it even tho he found it hard to peal them.
Saturday George and Dad were fishing but no fish. Or Dad got one when G was with me and Mum in the forrest, so he has no fishing luck. And in the forrest he was just running around taking photos of all the mushrooms and not picking any. It's like being in Super Mario he said😜
In Sweden we have this freedom of nature, 'Allemansrätten', all man's right if you would translate it.
Essentially it says that anyone has the right to go pretty much anywhere in Sweden, regardless of land and ownership. It's not a true law, but you can't be prosecuted for exercising the right. Unless you're an idiot. It recognises the love ( aka obsession ) that native Swedes have for being out in nature. So how does it work in practice? Well, basically you have the right to go for a walk in the countryside, where ever your fancy takes you. Which is why you don't see a lot of fences out in the country. A Swedish landowner cannot build a fence that restricts access through their land. Obviously the exception is land that is clearly being farmed. You can't do anything that might damage the land, or disturb in anyway the normal activity on that land. So you can't go stomping through a field of wheat. You are allowed to gather firewood, and pick flowers or pluck berries. You can light a cooking fire, so long as you take care of it. You can also stop for one night and camp, if you wish. In all cases you usually need not seek out the owner of the land and ask permission. Although I personally think it's polite and reasonable to at least tell them that you are there. You must also respect the privacy of the landowner, by staying away from where they live or places that are obvious they use for themselves.
So we butter fried the mushrooms when we got back, lots of butter and onion on a toast with melted cheese on top. It's really nice. We found a lot so we brought it back home and made some creamy pasta today.
It's starting to be a bit cold already in Sweden so we had a fire on Saturday night. Really cozy.
It's always so nice to go up and see Viveca and Lennart. They are so humble and always so happy to see us it feels like.
I baked a really Aussie banana Cake as Fika for them.
And for those who doesn't know what Fika is:
Fika is much more than having a coffee. It is a social phenomenon, a legitimate reason to set aside a moment for quality time. Fika can happen at any time, morning as well as evening. It can be savoured at home, at work or in a café. It can be with colleagues, family, friends, or someone you are trying to get to know. It is a tradition observed frequently, preferably several times a day. Accompanying sweets are crucial. Cinnamon buns, cakes, cookies, even open-faced sandwiches pass as acceptable fika fare. It comes as no surprise that Swedes are among the top consumers of coffee and sweets in the world – or that Swedes appreciate the good things in life.😄 So Introduce Fika to work!