In keeping up with tradition, here come my obligatory Waffles post of March 25th. I made the Oat Waffles from Gotland tonight, and thought about my maternal grandfather who passed away nine years ago.


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Been back home for a few days and the pace is slowly going back to normal. Dad is doing pretty well! He's talking a bit more than before, and he seems quite happy. And I've actually slept a bit! Yay. On day-watch during the weekend and probably got 8 hours sleep last night. Feel like a new person.

I have also bought a new Belgian Waffle Iron, just ( Read more... )

I'm back in Gothenburg since Thursday afternoon, and things are progressing as they pretty much were before I left for Lund. Dad is still sitting up in the wheel-chair at least once a day, and the physical therapist even got him to stand up (with a LOT of help of course) for a few moment!. He has been coughing a bit and it is still necessary to ( Read more... )

I honoured my maternal grandfather Anton's death's day the usual way today, by celebrating the very important Swedish holiday Våffeldagen,  and made a lot of waffles. Some of my friends came over to admire my new bathroom, and eat a bunch of waffles. I got two gorgeous bouquets of tulips, and my flat got even more spring-like. It was gloriously ( Read more... )

It's that time of the year again - Swedish Waffle Day! It means that spring has finally arrived and that we get to eat waffles like mad.

This year it also means that is is now five years since my maternal grandfather Anton died, on March 25, 2004. He loved waffles, and every year since he died I've missed him especially much when we've made waffles ( Read more... )

It's that time of the year again, and I almost didn't remember! I woke up feeling queasy and with a major headache on top of the stubborn cold, so I took some ibuprofen and went back to bed. My sister called at half past one in the afternoon and was feeling sick as well. And she was so mad, since it was Waffle Day and we had planned to celebrate it ( Read more... )

It's the annual Swedish Waffle Day.  We also honour my maternal grand-father's death day. It's three years since he passed away now, and he really loved waffles, so all the family tend to say that we eat waffles for grand-dad. My sister was here for afternoon-waffles, and this year I made them with rye flakes instead of oat. They turned out ( Read more... )

It's Waffle-time again. Best Swedish Spring-tradition and something that hints at both pagan and Catholic traditions from before Luther made us all protestants. This year I have made two batters, one of my mum's usual Oat Waffles from Gotland, and one where I replaces the oats with spelt flour, and they turned out really good. One can add some ( Read more... )

So it is the 25th of Mars, and one year has passed since my beloved maternal grandfather passed away. Feels like it was just a few months ago, but last year went by very quickly. I miss him, but I am also happy to know that he didn't have to go on living like a vegetable. He had had enough. When he couldn't take his daily walk and drive down to the ( Read more... )

We have now celebrated the national waffles day by sitting in my kitchen and drink tawny port and make waffles in the traditional way. Lots of fun. Except that I heard from A that Mr Ö had recognized me at the protest march and wondered about me not saying hi. Well, why didn't he say it? Sounds like I'm reasoning like a teenager again. A is meeting ( Read more... )