söndag 27 november 2016

Mårten Gås - Good food and family is brought together

St Martin was a guy in the 16 century (1500-talet) who were reluctant to be elected bishop. He hid in the goose pen, but the geese made such noise that he was found.  Later on he became the known bishop Saint Martin from Tours, France. The tradition to eat goose is related to him, and in the Medieval times the tradition to celebrate him was important.

In Sweden the first notice of a goose feast is actually from Stockholm, in 1557 (The Nordic Museum has written a very nice text about this tradition.). Nowadays it is mainly in the south, in Skåne, where goose is eaten on the evening the 10th November, the day before St Martins day, which is the 11th November. That started in the mid-1800. The name Martin in Swedish becomes Mårten.

In our family Mårten Gås has always been celebrated! My grandparents lived on a big farm, breeding mainly turkey and chicken, but every year they also had some geese, specifically for Mårten. In the sixties my grandmother wrote down the recipe (we have since then used the same recipe each year!) for the “Svartsoppa”, a goose blood soup (it includes a lot of good red wine and has to be served with sherry), with goose sausage made from the goose throat and paté. The main course is the goose cooked in the oven , with the related extras of red cabbage, apple halves with red currant gelé, apple mousse, potatoes, sauce, and as a dessert – the petit choux in the shape of swans (or geese) filled with vanilla ice cream. (No apple-pie! That is what you usually get if you eat Mårten in a restaurant. Never in my family J)

This year Johan and I decided to invite the family for the feast, and on the Saturday 12 November (2 days late…. But OK) the whole house was full of nice relatives.
Axel helps with apples and sallad

Lotta rinses sallad.

My sister Lotta, who had flown up from Belgium, and Axel supported us in the morning by pealing and boiling all the apples halves in sugar water. My parents came with the 2 geese and the black soup that they had prepared the day before. And the sauce of course! Before the dessert I had some good helpers to organize the swans, and fill them with the ice cream. (And I think some creative children found some chocolate sauce to add on the swans…)


The soup and goose came with my parents
It tasted like it should - perfectly round, with a twist of sherry

We all fit in the livinng room. Amazing house with great space!

Lots of gossip going on in the childrens corner of the table...

It felt great to see everybody again, and to be able to sit together and talk and have fun.  
The swans with powered sugar on top!