We are midway through November in Sweden; the darkest, dreariest month the year has to offer. And in Sweden, it’s a month of grey, fifty shades of grey.
Yea, I went there. I just couldn’t help it.
But get your mind out of the gutter. I mean fifty shades of grey weather. Not whatever else Christian may be whispering to you. Although, I suppose a Christian would make November in Sweden anything but grey.
I digress. November, Sweden = grey, grey, grey. There’s sleet rain, a dab of fake snow, and darkening days. Except for planning for Christmas, there is absolutely nothing fabulous about this month. There’s no Thanksgiving to even get us through the lumpy weather!
That lead me to think, what on Earth do Swedes do to keep from flying off a glacier from depression?
Light tea-light candles
Light tall candles
Light soy candles
String up lights
Seriously, I think Swedes need to celebrate Thanksgiving in November. Sorry Canada. It’s the perfect way to deal with the lull from Kanelbullensdag and Halloween to Lucia.
All you need is a turkey, sås, potatis, and lots more food. Plus football. American football, no kicking the ball European way today. You eat like an American, watch sports like an American, and drink like an American. No! Don’t touch that disgusting Miller or Bud. Go for Sierra Nevada, Anchor Steam, or Brooklyn Brewery, the latter is the lightest and is the best option for a gluttonous day.
After, spend three days recovering from delicious food. See, that makes November fly so much faster!
And talk to Christian…