So, yesterday was lillejulafton, ”Little Christmas”, haha. That’s what we call the 23rd of December in Sweden, or at least in Skåne, in the southern part where I live. I spend Little Christmas eve with my two pairs of host parents at Ele, a great sushi restaurant out here on the islands.
I tried the Dragon Roll with tempura shrimp, and salmon on the top. Probably my favorite so far, actually. Had I been in Sweden, I’d have gone with mom, dad and brother to visit some of the family on dad’s side. We’d have some hot glögg (spicy wine – check out IKEA‘s blogpost), gingerbread with blue cheese and different kinds of sweets, followed by a delicious, uncristmassy dinner and dessert.
Are you homesick, you might wonder. Nah, is the answer. You know, I love christmas, and of course I’m sad to not be able to spend it with my family, the way it’s always been, but right now I wouldn’t want to be in another place.
I mean, the host family where I’m at is the nicest, and there’s a ton of christmas feeling in the air. And I know that it’s only this year; when I come home, everything will be the same. (I wan’t to bit my tounge sometimes when I say or write that. See, I know that’s not at all too sure, but right now that’s what keeps me rolling so let’s just pretend time stands still in Sweden. ;) )
Christmas Eve is tonight. Right now it’s about 11.30 am, however, and I’m going to see if my host mom would mind some help in the kitchen. We’re having her sister and her two teenage nieces over in a little while.
I’ll talk to you later, and to all you folks back home – God Jul!
