What a long strange year -- century -- millennium -- it's been...

And what better way to wash it away than with a good helping of that ancient Swedish elixir glögg! Yes, it's once again time for Lennart's annual Saint Lucia Party when everybody congregates in my too-small flat and rub elbows and other body parts with an eclectic cognoscenti of the famous and infamous of the Internet generation. Or just a bunch of people I tend to call my friends.

This year, I am actually considering departing from tradition and holding it on:

since the 13th is a Monday. On the other hand, one might as argue that I'm really embracing tradition since it's common to party all night before the Lucia processions arrive in the wee hours of the morning of the 13th. After which you skip school and go home and sleep all day. Mmmm...

[OK, this might be a good opportunity to introduce those who have no idea what I'm talking about to the tradition of Saint Lucia in Scandinavia. The celebration of Sankta Lucia is a tradition that stretches back for centuries. In the pre-dawn hours of the morning of December 13, processions of white robed youths visit workplaces and schools offering mulled wine, coffee, saffron buns and ginger snaps to warm the frozen souls in this dark and cold time of the year. Why they're doing it and how a saint got involved nobody really knows anymore, but that's not important. The important thing is that I have the world's best recipe for glögg, and it's lethal, uh, I mean delightful!]

So please come on over to my humble abode at:

and enjoy a moment's respite from the hectic Christmas shopping and other seasonal trials & tribulations.

The usual condiments will be served, and those arriving in time will have the opportunity to sample a rare bottle of albino glögg especially imported from the Motherland by my visiting parents. And help make the "Lucian Cats" (lussekatter) if you're lucky.

Välkommen,
--Lennart