The Good and the Sweet

“Something too sweet, well, sugar is always good, right? You know, comfort food? Good as a cure?“ Gun Roswell

The Good and the Sweet

The taste of it so good, and well, the reason to resist eludes, because the reason why you should? Well, there really is none, as sweets can be rather tooth-rotting fun, and taste is good, or great even and so, having one or two every once in a while can’t really be all that bad?

Unless you have a condition, then well, then it’s never good.

But, if you are able to, and willing to, and like to, so, allow yourself a sweet sugary rush every now and again, as time spent denying it’s not for you? Well, then don’t but I will. Eat a few.

Healthy vs. sugar

“Pumpkin squash and doughnuts for dessert, yep!” Gun Roswell

Healthy vs. sugar

Strolling down the long lanes of the local supermarket
Trying to find that ultimate, utter and complete target
Food so healthy, I am finally beginning the process of slimming down
Even if the taste would not be so good, I would eat it without a frown
I pass by the delicatessen, trying so hard my yearning to lessen
Finally reaching the fruit and vegetable section
Yes, I know, I am still drawn to that other, none too good direction
Looking around, to the bountiful stacks of colorful stuff
Not sure what to choose so I start to fill up my cart
All kinds of veggies, berries, fruits and other types of things
Some of them smelling good too, maybe, just maybe, they’ll make me sing
When the choices are made, I start towards the cash registers to sway
But then it means passing that seductive corner
Where all the sweet stuff will try to lure me
I pause and look, my eyes and mouth watering
I can already feel the sugar into my body pouring in
Standing perfectly still for a moment
This, this is hell, the utmost kind of torment
I hesitate, pause, feeling dragged by that juicy cause
But then, I decide, this is not so wise
I close my own to eyes
In a brief moment of truth,
I make the decision to not fall into the lure
Heading towards the checkout
Paying only for the healthy stuff, and I am out
First trial ended and I am coming out victorious, how splendid
This round winner me
Next time, well, we’ll just have to see

Sugar hearts in a box

“Sugary hearts, sweet!” Gun Roswell

Sugar hearts in a box

Two hearts
In a simple paper box
Packed tight
Together
Never apart

Pink and Brown
Sugary and sweet
Chocolate and cream
Sweethearts
Never apart

Taste delicious
Never traitorous
Savour the taste
Eat without waste

Empty box?

Close-Ups (two)

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“All right, Mr. DeMille,
I’m ready for my close-up”
Gloria Swanson -Sunset Boulevard

Close-Ups

2-a

When the nature has shed
Summer’s green
The colours of red
Is all that is seen
Leaves and berries
Even the cherries
Shining brightly
So tread lightly
When stepping into nature

2-b

Close-Ups (three)

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“All right, Mr. DeMille,
I’m ready for my close-up”
Gloria Swanson -Sunset Boulevard

Close-Ups

3-a

Getting closer and closer
A little more closer
Almost close enough
For an object to touch
But wait, time to hesitate
The cactus with mighty thorns
May your fingers scorn
Before you loose
Better choose
The creamy strawberries
With their pals blueberries
A tasty treat
Without any meat
Some eye candy to complete
With a red berries ever so sweet

3-b

Close-Ups (four)

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“All right, Mr. DeMille,
I’m ready for my close-up”
Gloria Swanson -Sunset Boulevard

Close-Ups

4-a

Little yellow dandelions
With all the fellow yellow flowers
Powerful, like lions
Growing strong, despite September
Possibly still yellow, come November

4-b

Close-Ups (one)

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“All right, Mr. DeMille,
I’m ready for my close-up”
Gloria Swanson -Sunset Boulevard

Close-Ups

1-a

Close-ups
Shots of stuff
No huff nor puff
Objet d’arts
Or something smart
Check them out
Let out a shout
If you like
Or just out of smite

1-b

Close-Ups (five)

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“All right, Mr. DeMille,
I’m ready for my close-up”
Gloria Swanson -Sunset Boulevard

Close-Ups

5-b

I am soft
But I have thorns
I feel pretty
In my pink colours
I am hard
Watch out!
Better not land
On my rocks

5-a

Shrove Tuesday (28th of February)

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“I started a Shrove Tuesday
and then by Ash Wednesday something had happened
and I had a bottle of beer”
Mick McCarthy

Shrove Tuesday (28th of February)

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Shrove Tuesday (known in some countries as Pancake Tuesday or Pancake day) is a day in February or March preceding Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent), which is celebrated in some countries by consuming pancakes. In others, especially those where it is called Mardi Gras or some translation thereof, this is a carnival day, and also the last day of “fat eating” or “gorging” before the fasting period of Lent.

In Finland, Shrovetide took on a new meaning after the Reformation started by the German Martin Luther (1483-1546) from ca 1520 on. In the rural calendar, it marked the date by which many springtime tasks and duties, like spinning etc, should be brought to conclusion.

Nowadays Shrovetide is more of a secular festival season, a time for winter sport enthusiasts as well as for feasts of fatty foods, although the Lenten fasting ritual is not practiced among the Finnish Evangelical-Lutheran Church.

On Shrove Tuesday, children in many kindergartens and schools are taken to spend the day tobogganing, ice skating or cross-country or downhill skiing.

Popular Finnish Shrovetide desserts are Shrove buns, almond paste and whipped cream-filled sweet buns, which you will find sold in every bakery and store at Shrovetide, and Finnish oven-baked pancake served with jam. In Finland, the habit of eating Shrove buns can be dated back to the 17th century, but this tradition is even older in Sweden, where it originally came from.

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Runeberg Torte Day aka Johan Ludvig Runeberg Day

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Runeberg Torte Day aka Johan Ludvig Runeberg Day (1804–1877)
National celebration in Finland

From the Finnish National Anthem

“Our land, our land, our fatherland,
Sound loud, O name of worth!
No mount that meets the heaven’s band.
No hidden vale, no wavewashed strand.
Is loved, as is our native North. Our own forefathers’ earth.

Johan Ludvig Runeberg

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Runeberg Torte: In honour of the Finnish poet Johan Ludvig Runeberg (1804–1877)

Runeberg torte is a Finnish pastry flavored with almonds and arrack or rum and it weighs about 100 grams. Raspberry jam inside a sugar ring is commonly placed on top of the tart.

The torte got its name from the Finnish poet Johan Ludvig Runeberg (1804–1877) who, according to legend, enjoyed the torte with punsch for every breakfast. Runeberg tortes are typically eaten only in Finland and are generally available in stores from the beginning of January to Runeberg’s birthday on February 5.

Delicious!

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