We asked the next-door neighbour, what would be a nice place to spend another road trip. He advised us to go to Gränna, the place where candy canes were supposedly invented by a poor widow, named Amalia Eriksson. It was a real cosy village with a main street with some nice touristic shops and bakeries and lots of those candy canes shops. At one of those bakeries, we enjoyed teatime with some kind of pastry I had never seen before (two oblong sugar-coated cookies with some cream in between).
N had a really huge meringue. It was about the size of her head. Of course, it was really sticky. She didn't finish it. I wouldn't either, having experienced the meringue-induced stickiness before on one of the holiday trips in France.
Mmmm, bakery-goodness.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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