Today was the last day and the last chance to go for the husband, who became so entusiastic that he declared that next year we shall eat all week at the market. There was certainly enough variation on offer: ragu from France, curry-wurst from Berlin, waffles from Belgium, bigos (hunter´s stew) and pirogi from Poland, fish & chips and curry from England, and more.
Also, next week is the Swedish elections, so there were lots of heated political discussions on the street. The Swedish custom is that every party puts up a valstuga, an election cottage, where people can come and get information and discuss all the current issues. Immigration is a hot topic, and the Sweden Democrats (who aren´t really much for democracy when it comes down to it, having their roots in and being ideologically estabished in the neo-nazi movement) have support from about 10% of the electorate. I hope the abstainers will rise from their sofas this year and stand up for democracy and decency in Swedish politics.
|Continental cookies, a grand selection.|
|Italian chocolate, which I didn´t even know was a Thing.|
|Turkish delight, of which we had three kinds: almond, rose, and lemon.|
|The Christian Democratic valstuga. Campaigning that more jobs = more welfare.|
|Very pretty Brittish teacups.|
|A sea, nay, an ocean of English fudge (and I bought none, still full up from this summer´s excesses in Scarborough...)!|
|Centerpartiet (used to be the farmer´s party), |
campaigning for a sustainable Sweden.
|Not just food on offer, but lovely quality clothing as well.|
|The strudel-makers were making lots of money!|
|The Berlin sausage booth had a real fire going.|
|Local politicial Stefan Tornberg (of Centerpartiet) being photographed with a voter.|
|Folkpartiet´s valstuga (the Liberal party), campaigning for|
dignified care of the elderly.
|Swedes love sitting outdoors, even if it means having warming fire and blankets.|
|Pirogi, which we had for dinner (among other things).|
|Bigos, the Polish hunter´s stew, that has sauerkraut in it.|