Body Cakes

Three days ago I visited my grandparents, who also live outside Stockholm (in "Salt Lake Baths"). We had decided to make "kroppkakor" (translated: body cakes). This is an old Swedish food dish kind of like dumplings, filled with pork, onions and spices. It's one of my favourites and I decided I wanted to learn how my granny makes them!

It was a lot of work but they turned out delicious! It was so nice to hang out at their house with them. With my grandparents I always feel like a kid again. And it's such a cosy and calm feeling about their house.

It's funny how you feel like you're different ages depending who you're with.

With mum and dad: I don't age at all. It's like one constant age. I always lose things at their house and still look for lollies in the fridge when I visit...
With my grandparents: I feel like I'm around 8 maybe. I want to bake, draw and be childish.
Actually, I rarely feel mature and old. Maybe sometimes when I have to fill out my income tax or when I notice a tiny wrinkle under my eye. But that's pretty rarely...or...more like...never.

My tip of today: Visit your grandparents and/or other relatives more often!