What is it about other cultures’ traditions that makes them seem so much more interesting than your own? From my very first days of living in Stockholm, I’ve been charmed by all the unique-to-me Swedish traditions. They just seem so much more quaint than the ones I grew up with, although I do admit that I am still a big fan of American Halloween. And Thanksgiving too. But I digress.
As I was coming home from work today, all the little Easter witches were out. And for the last few weeks, the feather branches have been for sale as well. Then at the grocery tonight, I made sure to go ahead and buy some of the Easter godis or candies. Because I know that if I make the mistake of waiting much longer, they will all be gone and I will have no chocolate, marzipan or almond eggs.
While I was at it, I got some Påskmust too. Must is sort of like a sweeter tasting version of root beer and is typically served up at Christmas, when it’s called Julmust or Christmas must, but also at Easter or Påsk. Now I just need to get some Påsköl or Easter beer.