I have probably mentioned several times before that my parents live in the house that my great-grandfather built in 1922. Recently, we actually found some receipts for some of the materials he bought for building it! My maternal grandfather moved with his parents to the house in 1923 (I think) when he was 1 year old and he never lived anywhere else. In 1990 my parents bought the house from my grandmother.
The photo* above does NOT show my parents’ house but we think that it might also have been built by my great-grandfather as it very much resembles how our house used to look like before my grandfather [unfortunately] refurbished it completely. My great-grandfather was a building contractor (byggmästare) and built many houses in our neighbourhood.
One of the great things about the old house (90 years old next year!) is that you can find lots of old things there; it’s almost like having a flea market at home… My father would claim that it is one of the drawbacks of owning a house that has never been completely emptied since it was built.
As in many old Swedish houses, there is a food cellar in the basement. I wonder if it is something typical Swedish**? My parents don’t keep fresh food in the food cellar but cans, coffee, wine and small appliances and stuff that you don’t need every day upstairs in the kitchen.
Hm, it seems that she used this smaller pot to melt the candle wax… I managed to clean it and will bring it to Brussels next time I go home. I remember my mother making kalops (Swedish meat stew) in it when I was a child
Swedish Children of the 70’s – do you remember the AD-drops? My brother and I used to love them and poured them straight into our mouths from the bottle when our mother didn’t see. Apparently they are just D-drops now!
An even older cake tin – I wonder what it contained from the beginning? Cloetta is a chocolate brand nowadays but maybe they made cookies in the beginning? (för Cloettas historia på svenska, och en likadan plåtburk på den officiella hemsidan!)
*) The house in the picture is actually for sale.
**) My Spanish mother-in-law has a food garage but O doesn’t want me to show you that one…