Last night, while watching TV at my mother's house, we were having tea and Pepparkakor; Swedish Gingersnaps. They are delicate and paper thin, crispy and delicious. I put my hand in the tin to get a few more and my mother ginger snapped at me, saying "Don't have any more! I'm saving them."
When the cat jumped up and dipped her paw into the tin, following the sweet smell of ginger, my mother said to me, "I'll give you one only if you give it to the cat."
I see. Apparently, she is saving them for the cat.
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