Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Pastry Poetry


Ode to the semla 


You delicious treat of cream and puff
served in cafes during Easter season
filled with sugar and delicious almond stuff
to eat you, does one even need a reason?

You were created for decadence
before the arrival of Lent.
Thank goodness our indulgence 
allows the rules to be bent.

Now you are found as Christmas buns disappear -
extending the season for this fika pleasure -
like up goes the tree as Thanksgiving tables are cleared.

It makes me so happy when the semlor appear.
Sweden, these may be your greatest culinary treasure.

Even if my face does end up smeared!

Photo shoot by Heather Murph.



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