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Yes, glögg. It is a speciality, made with usually red or white wine and certain spices served hot with raisins and almonds. It is the classic welcome-drink for the family when they come for the annual Christmas dinner. Or friends. And it often substitutes coffee with my younger brother around this time of year. Did you all know that coffee is a almost a rite here? Or in the north where I come from it is.
The younger you start drinking it the more mature you are, almost. The boys should, almost have to, drink coffee by the time they are 15. Girls can wait a while longer, but not too much longer. I don't drink coffee. I don't like it. I tell people that, when they ask with very big, round eyes just after I have declined their offer for a nice cup of coffee. They are incredulous: "You don't drink coffee? Why not? Well..."
And I help them out and say: "Well, if you haven't got anything else I will drink coffee. I just don't do it very often."
And they are relieved. Often they offer me tea instead. I don't particularly like tea. It is drinkable with sugar, for coffee to be drinkable you need sugar, milk and preferably a cookie. Neither can be taken cold or less than very warm. The problem with drinking it very warm is you burn your tongue, which I don't particularily enjoy, but I'm beginning to suspect that other, regular, coffee-drinkers have some special way of drinking coffee so that they won't get burnt. I'll have to ask. I've seen some people sort of first blow on the surface and then sort of "vacuum" in the top layer of fluid. Somehow. That might make it colder I guess. All I know is it's undrinkable when cold and you can't drink it hot. And that goes for coffee and tea.
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