This weekend we had a little Fastelavns celebration. Or rather Fastelavn was an excuse to invite some people for coffee and cake and spend a nice Sunday afternoon in good company. I made two different kinds of Fastelavnsboller and a little Fastelavnsris (this is the decorated branches). They were normally used to beat people with to remind them of Jesus suffering) but no one got beaten here. Instead we had a lovely afternoon with too much sugar and just enough talking.