“One day you turn around and it’s summer
Next day you turn around and it’s fall
And all the winters and the springs of a lifetime
Whatever happened to them all?”
One of my favorite song for many, many years – since my teens … my “dad” always played it – think I connected to it because of my birthday are in September. I use this song because September is also when my friend, Margurithe, makes her pickled cucumbers – she makes the best in world – and she supplies my years with them.
The recipe she inherited from her dad Carl and it’s over 45 years old. Margurithes and her brother, Sten-Inge lost their mum when they were very young – and her dad took on both parts as mum and dad – Marguirithe has always said that we she knows of housekeeping, washing and cooking she have learned from her dad.
Carl’s sweet pickled cucumbers, 45 years old recipe
100ml/3.38oz fine salt
0,5ltr/1pint malt white vinegar 12%
0,5ltr/1 pint water
5cm/2inc fresh horseradish root
1 bag (26gr/0.92oz) yellow mustard seeds
Wash the cucumbers, slice and layer them with the dill crown in the jars. Boil water, vinegar, salt and mustard seeds until sugar has dissolved –pour the pickle warm over the cucumbers – cut the peeled horseradish in put a couple of piece in each jar. This recipe makes the cucumbers much crisper and they get a longer life span.
4 days and 3 nights with Margurithe also means good food, laughter, bad jokes and shopping plus more shopping – but I was good this time. Only bought food items.
We visit a little village market in Lövestad, where we bought tasty sausages, green plants and orchids – we were invited two evenings for dinner to her neighbors and friends, of course not only hers .. they also belong to her partner, Bengt. We visit my “cancer sister”, Solveig, that lives close by – 85 and still so young at heart and soul. Doing great so fare, the only “sister” I have left. Bodil’s funeral is today and I will of course be going.
Monday was just curtains and more curtains, all mine. 6 hours in total it took – with me on the iron board and Margurite on sewing machine – that was with cutting and measuring include. When she starts nothing can to stop her.
Some photos from Margurithe and Bengt’s garden, not very big – but very nice and we were so luck with the weather everyday. The evening were chilly, but the days was summer blessed. Monday lunch we had on the sundeck and we had lamb sausages that we bought on the market with dill stewed potatoes; boiled potatoes in béchamel sauce full of chopped dill.
Driving over to Solveig we pasted “Sövde Lake” – there they have a sauna boat .. that you can rent and take out on the lake while taking your sauna. Very popular for office parties and bachelor parties.
Late on Wednesday afternoon did I board bus 6 for Lund and … 1,5 hour later I was home. My bag was so heavy with all the curtains and my memory bank had got some more deposits of pleasant and fun memories.