king for one day

Instead of the little one, I picked up a little king from the playgroup today.

On the sixth of January, the shops in Switzerland traditionally sell King’s Cake. It’s a sweet yeast cake with raisins and coarse sugar which is formed into several small balls. In one of them, a little king is hidden and the one who gets the piece with the figurine is allowed to be king for one day.

Unfortunately, even kings have to brush their teeth and go to bed at one point. But a king is allowed to watch Mouse and Elephant before going to sleep.

Happy New Year to all of you!!

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About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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2 Responses to king for one day

  1. Yanic A. says:

    Haha! Here in Québec, l'”Épiphanie” is celebrated the first Sunday after New Year and we eat what is called “La galette des rois”. I don’t remember it being very flavorful, but somewhere inside, a bean is hidden and whom ever finds it is the King. I wish we found a cute little figuring instead. 🙂

    • erdhummel says:

      🙂 I haven’t even seen the figurine…somehow, the crown was more important! It’s interesting to see that it is celebrated in Québec as well – before we moved to Switzerland I was aware of the holiday, but not of any traditions except from the carolers (which is only done in catholic communities).

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