



W tym roku nie będzie dla mnie polskich tradycji, polskich potraw, bo święta w tym roku spędzam z Nuno i jego rodziną, więc zapach pierniczków choć na chwilę wprowadził mnie w świąteczną atmosferę.
Recently I was reading and writing about Xmas traditions in Catalonia. It made me miss some Polish element, something home related. I somehow miss Xmas preparations, there is no snow, no family, smell of my mum’s cooking is not filling the entire house, no need for general cleaning, in another words, I don’t feel that in less than one week it is already Christmas Eve. We decided with Olga (we started working on the same day, at the same position, Olga for the Polish team, and me for the Portuguese one) that we need to somehow Create a Christmas Atmosphere ourselves. That is how we ended up baking gingerbread cookies at Olga’s place. It was more complicated than in Poland, as it required some preparation, we had to buy everything, starting with cookie cutters, and gingerbread spice mixture. Fortunately, there is a Polish shop (spice mixture) and a Chinese one(cookie cutters). We were enthusiastic about the whole baking things so we didn’t care that the dough hadn’t have enough flour (we run out of it and didn’t want to ask the guys to buy more), so it stuck to the wine bottle (we it was our rolling pin), we didn’t have icing sugar, so the icing was transparent instead of white, but at least it made sprinkles stay on the cookies. We only glued sprinkles on gingerbread cookies, so comparing with nicely decorated ones that usually are baked for Xmas in Poland, our were miserable. Maybe it was better we hadn’t wasted time for decoration, as they were almost entirely eaten in one evening by our Latino boyfriends (Olga’s bf is Spanish), even though we had gone for dinner to a Vietnamese place and were quite full. To add even some more holiday atmosphere, we listened to some carols, Polish, Spanish and Portuguese ones.




This year I am not going home for Christmas, so it means spending Christmas without Polish food or Polish traditions, instead I will eat bacalhau and see how Nuno’s family celebratesNatal. And till then, smell of gingerbread cookies put me in the Christmas mood.
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