When August arrives we Swedes feel the need to stuff ourselves with crayfish - and so we arrange crayfish parties! I was invited to one of these traditional feasts last Saturday, and this is the story about how well
that went!
Since we had such a wonderful
midsummer's eve celebration at Liv's and Rikard's place earlier this summer, we we're all happy when we heard these two people were going to arrange a crayfish party at the same place! When we arrived the traditional paper-moons were already hanging in the windows!
When I stepped in through the front door it took about four and (maybe) a half second until a glass had magically appeared in my hand. We started with the good stuff - champagne!
Then
Tifa gave me something blue - which also turned out to be good stuff!
I wore a black, 50s inspired dress from *cough* H&M *cough*, here seen matched with the necessary crayfish party-hat! You might want to ignore the fact that I'm already on my third drink here...
Our hostess, Liv, showed us how proud she is of her Norwegian heritage!
Usually it's too cold in the evening for outside-eating this late in August, but we were lucky enough to get some really nice weather! Around the table we hung multicolored lamps. And then it was time to eat!
My crayfish might not have been as big as some other people's. But at least they had a nicer color!
La table! Full of candles, wine, food, and happy people!
A bit later. At this time of summer the nights have started to get darker, and with the help of a few blankets we were able to sit outside until the sky was completely black and full of stars!
The candles and the colored lights created a magic ambience...
...and all by a sudden Tifa started feeling holy!
It rubbed off on me too, and for a while we were holy together...Then we went inside and danced and drank more wine! Even though people started going to bed, me and Tifa had decided we wanted to watch the sunrise. So at 6:30 am we took our wine and went down to the water - and this is what we saw...
The water was like a mirror, covered in mist that was moving over the surface in a pink light. We sat on the landing-stage for quite some time, just gazing at the beautiful scene!
Last picture before we went back to the house for a few hours sleep...
Oh yes, there were two cats too!
Blind Penti...
...and the not so blind, but very cuddly, Milton! You should always acknowledge the cats!