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A Taste of Swedish Summer – Limited Edition July 17, 2013

Filed under: Swedish-American — Johanna C. Nilsson @ 2:04 pm
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Marabou Black Swedish Summer

I may not go to Sweden and experience all what it has to offer summertime this year, but I did receive a package in the mail with my favorite chocolate from last year. Only available as a limited edition, during the summer.

Marabou milk chocolate with saltish licorish… to die for.  For those who are curious, or those who are longing for another bite – the Swedish Food Shop for People with Home Longing has it! It also works to call mom. 😉

If you buy enough quantity, you can start elaborating with some of all the recipes that now are available with Marabou Black as ingredient. Chocolate cake with salt licorish…?

Enjoy,

Johanna

Marabou Black / Tommy Nilsson – Avslöjandet from Lucky Punk on Vimeo.

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Don’t Let Me Down! July 10, 2013

Filed under: Inspiration — Johanna C. Nilsson @ 5:02 pm
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A little bit of sharing, and many more faces broken out into smiles.
This is the reason for my current smile.

And yes, Beatles is on the coming repertoire… I didn’t have this particular song on the list – but may change that. It’s a hit!

Enjoy,
Johanna

 

Fillmore Jazz Festival with Fazz July 6, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — Johanna C. Nilsson @ 11:08 am

All the roads lead to Rome. Special Italian shoes lead to Fillmore Jazz Festival. Today I have the honor to perform with Fazz, opening the Washington/Fillmore stage at noon. Hadn’t it been for LLXLLQ – size 10-12 handmade Italian shoes, and Dantone-Milano Shoe Store on Union Street, I hadn’t been here today. Here are the translated lyrics of the Swedish songs:

Translated lyrics of “Somliga Går med Trasiga Skor”

LLXLLQ Jazz Shoes in larger sizes for womenSome People Walk With Torn Shoes.
by Cornelis Vreeswijk

Some walk with torn shoes
say why is it so?
God Father who lives in heaven,
maybe wants it so

God Father who lives in heaven,
closes his eyes and sleeps well.
Who cares about a pair of torn shoes
when you are old and tired

Who cares about how the days go by?
They go as they please.
Brother, in one hundred years,
you’ll no longer exist.

Then somebody else have taken your place,
you’ll know nothing of it.
You feel neither rain nor sun,
down in your dark grave.

Who cares about how the nights go by?
I dont care a bit.
As long as I can keep my face
buried in my love’s hair.

I am a doubtful character,
not good for much.
Behind a corner death lurks,
he takes me whenever he wants.

Some walk with torn shoes,
until they walk no more.
The Devil who lives in hell,
gets himself a good laugh then…

English translation of Deidres Samba.

Deirdre’s Samba 
by Cornelis Vreeswijk

Every night around 8 I take the path down the mountain
Then I take the bus that goes to Copacabana
I’ve bathed, I’ve showered, I smell good all over
And then I begin to walk
And I’m a sight to see

When you walk Copacabana, you’ve got the ocean to the left
But I look straight ahead, straight at those I meet
If they look like they want to dance, they can buy my Samba
Those who bargain can leave, for I’m a sight to see

Dance the Samba with me, ayayay…
I am good, I am good
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba

If you want to learn my Samba, under the moon on the beach
I can whistle the melody, with two shells I beat the rythm
And if you want to make love, we’re in the right place
It’s illegal, of course, but hotels are so dull

Dance the Samba with me, ayayay…
I am good, I am good
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba

Between Playa de Flamengo and the pretty Ipanema, lie the wealthy hot beaches
But the poor in Rio live high above the rest
The highest mountain is my home
The wind cools, the sun burns, there is sorrow that isn’t felt

Dance the Samba with me, ayayay…
I am good, I am good
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba
If you’ve got time and money you’ll buy my Samba

 

 
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