In England it is common that one buys chestnuts every year around Christmas, whether it be the roaster in the street or a pick from Tesco.
It turns out its not so common here in good old Sweden, that’s right, they have less chestnut roasters then they have Starbucks.
We googled it and to our surprise it showed results, one leading to Lisberg and there vast array of food stalls. Well we went to Lisberg only to find that there there chestnut roaster no longer camped there.
They had everything from malted wine to bread and butter, pretty damn good bread and butter I must add. But no roasted chestnuts. Daniela has never tried roasted chestnuts before so she was eager to taste these precious little gems.
So after all the disappointment at Lisberg we planned to hunt the sacred chestnuts another time.
Today we went to pick up some parcels from postage depot in our local area and decided to run in to ICA (our local shop) to buy some baby food. And as its said you find the best things when your not looking.
Right at the entrance we discover the chestnuts for 39krona per kg, quite pricey, but not enough to put of this chestnut hunter.
So we stuck em in the oven for 25minutes and I eagerly awaited what Daniela had to say, well it was a win she loved them, and of course now we have our dealer more shall come for Christmas.
There is 28 days left until Christmas, the decorations are appearing, the tree is on its way and a cupboard full of glögg (mulled wine) is going down a treat.
Christmas day is celebrated on the 24th here in Sweden instead of the 25th like the USA and Great Britain. They eat ham instead of turkey and a whole smörgåsbord of food.
Over the years Christmas had lost its feeling for me, a breakup in the family disrupted our usual traditions which could be the reason, or it could be a case of growing up and losing the magic you feel as a kid.
Now I have my own child I’m sure that should bring back that Christmas spirit, the glögg seems to be helping too, it warms the limbs!
People are starting to whisper about gifts and plans are been set.
Lisberg is one of Gothenburg’s main attractions, in the summer its a fun park but in November it is transformed into a winter wonderland with around 5 million Christmas lights on show, food stalls and open fires, it’s a great place to get you in the xmas mood.
Christmas sure is different when your in other countries than your own, the food, traditions and just the feeling is stranger than usual. This is going to be my first swedish christmas, hopefully it’s going to be a good one, I don’t think Abba will make it to Xmas dinner this year though.
So I received my first campaign from buzzador, a nice big generous box of fruit smoothies from Nestlé.
The smoothies are 100% fruit and are for age 6 months and up. They come in two flavours apple & pears (Green) and strawberry, banana and apples (Red).
Oliver (my son) was able to feed himself from the Nestlé smoothies with ease, the smoothies come in a squeezable bag so a quick squeeze to release.
They are very nice to add with porridge in a morning or as a treat for after dinner, but what was more useful then anything was the ability to be able to take them outside the home as a quick snack when the little one is getting restless, anywhere at anytime with no need for spoons.
I’m sure these photos of Oliver depict the level of satisfaction given by these Nestlé fruit smoothies, as you can see in the second photo that he is very much in a state of fruit euphoria.
Will I buy these on my next shopping trip? I Most definitely will.
Oliver and I watching the England match yesterday against Sweden, getting him into it while he is young as you do, but of course he was only allowed one beer and not a drop more, so there’s no need to call child services just yet.
Of course with England losing I get it rubbed in my face by the fiancé, but it’s cool, I already know England are crap, I don’t live in a dream world so it doesn’t affect me one bit.
God save the Queen yada yada yada, good night England!