by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren, english
Arwa Majayda // I spent most of my time with my mother’s family, who taught me a lot about our relationship to food as Gazans. Growing up, my tita (grandmother) did not strike me as very expressive. I came to know her through her prayers, food, and hands. Those hands...
by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren, english
Elisabeth Rowland // I used to view those who formed online friendships with incredulity. I did not understand how you could truly connect with somebody you’d never met in person. Now I find myself daydreaming about what it will be like when I finally meet...
by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren, english
Rina Santos // At one point or another, milk – in its natural or artificial variety – was our only source of nutrients. It is safe to say that after this phase, many of us grow up regularly drinking milk – no longer our mothers’ but, generally speaking, cows’...
by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren
My Sundström // Förra sommaren var jag hemma hos mamma, ett litet radhus som inte har renoverats sen 60-talet, originalluckor och dekorationer. Stig Lindberg-tapeter och tunga trämöbler som gammelmorfar från Växjö har gjort. Kylen var magert fylld,...
by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren, english
Rina Santos // Our dietary habits and relationship with food are, as all things, engulfed by the overarching tentacles of capitalism. If we make the attempt to imagine the daily supper of a miner in the nineteenth century and contrast that image with a...
by dackekuriren | Apr 22, 2026 | Dacke Äter Vol. 1/26, Dackekuriren, Poetry
Sophia Sjögren det här är mitt sommar * det här är Mitt arbete * det här är the spark of life * spottar blod i vasken spottar kräks i vatten alla barn har rätt till svält! * Jag gick på betygssamtal hos skolsköterskan. Visade stolt upp papperet ...
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