Since everyone else is writing about it I guess I should too. Sunday night we had a semi- Gåsmiddag. It's to celebrate St. Martin's Eve. Some guy that was going to be killed but hid in a shed filled with geese. As the killers approached the geese started screaching or whatever they do and warned St. Martin to get the hell out. So in honour of these geese people in Skåne now eat them. But not many people eat geese since it's hard to find, expensive, and un-realistic. We had turkey. And most people eat blood soup. We didn't have that either. I'm pretty stoked on that though ha! We had other super ridic. good soup. My aunt and uncle came for dinner. And we had awesome äpplekaka! Apple cake. Yuuummy!