In this post, I’m going to hop back to June. Won’t you join me?
In June my mother came to visit, which is awesome in and of itself, but an even more awesome thing happened as well– she met J’s parents for the first time! (Just so you know, J and I have known each other since 2005 and been a couple since 2008). J and I flew up to visit his parents for a week right around the midsummer holiday (June 23-24) and my mother joined us there for the last few days. And everything went wonderfully!
We’d been a little concerned about the language situation, which was as follows: J could communicate easily with everyone, as he speaks Finnish, English and Estonian very well. I, of course, speak Estonian and English and passable Finnish, which I use with his parents. His parents speak Finnish and understand some English, and his mother also speaks German (she used to be a German teacher). My mother does not speak any Finnish but, as it happens, has a master’s degree in German, so the two of them were able to use that to communicate, but when they did then the rest of us couldn’t really understand :). But even with all of that in play, things went remarkably well and the conversation was always flowing, with me translating the Finnish spoken by J’s parents for my mother. Apparently I earned some points for demonstrating how good my Finnish comprehension actually is, but my accomplishment felt less impressive when my mother, who is naturally gifted at languages, started to pick up Finnish after being there for only a few days (I can only dream that langauges would come that easily to me! Sigh).
As usual, the food J’s parents made for us was amazingly delicious, and remember how I’m always gushing over the beautiful salads his mother makes? My mother gushed over them too! So I’m not a weirdo for being in awe of her incredible food styling skills. Some of the other beautiful and delicious food they made for us included smoked salmon that I could not stop eating…
… skewers of every kind of meat imagineable (seriously, there was chicken, pork, beef, and lamb, all prepared in different marinades, not to mention mushrooms stuffed with blue cheese and wrapped in bacon, which, well, there are NO WORDS to describe how good they were)…
… and this charming roll cake we ate around 4 in the afternoon on Midsummer’s Eve (Juhannusaatto), since dinner was going to be late that day. You know I loved it.
J and I introduced my ema to some other fun stuff too. For example, drinking alcoholic beverages in the car while it’s in motion (you can do this in Estonia too, but of course not in the USA! :D).
We also took her to a cafe in the city of Oulu called Bisketti, which is famous (at least in J’s family) for its giant cinnamon rolls (korvapuustit).
The roll, which we split three ways, is about triple the size of that cup of coffee next to it, and irresistibly doughy and soft in the middle. Maybe next time I should try to make mine this big too :).
And, finally, I had to make sure my mother tried salt licorice (salmiakki) ice cream— this particular ice cream bar is actually vanilla ice cream with a soft salmiakki candy center and crunchy salmiakki coating. I love the contrast (both color and flavor) of the black salmiakki against the creamy vanilla! Next time we’ll be in Finland will be in December and I’m already looking forward to eating one of these again. Oh, and my mother liked it too!
Even though she’d been to Finland before, my mother was thrilled to see where J comes from and experience so many of the things I’ve told her about after my past trips there. We got to introduce her to J’s home, which is starting to feel more and more like home for me as well :).