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Thanks to Mama’s steadfast keeping of her Swedish traditions, this is almost exactly what our table looks like every year, all the way down to the candlestick holders.
From a little piece in Volvo Magazine.
Posted at 12:13 PM in Kin, Life in Sweden | Permalink
Please tell me you don't eat lutfisk. That stuff is terrifying.
Chris Rugen |
November 19, 2007 at 07:54 PM
Nope, but we do have pickled herring (which usually sits on the buffet, uneaten).
December 06, 2007 at 10:25 PM
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