I went to a kräftskiva (crayfish party) at the end of August with another girl where I'm living. It's a Swedish tradition to get together sometime in August and eat crayfish with friends. Instead of doing it at someone's house we went to Gästrike-Hälsinge Nation for their kräftskiva. I was one of two people there who didn't speak Swedish. The entire evening was in Swedish but luckily the Swedes next to us were very friendly and translated for us.

The night started in the Nations library. Each nation has a building where they hold events and you can go and study.

There were three different pre-drinks (plus their equivalent without alcohol.) There was pear, strawberry, and blackberry.

While enjoying our pre-drinks we chatted and made silly hats.

During dinner parties an important tradition is singing drinking songs and drinking snaps. The dinner was frequently interrupted to stop and sing a drinking song. After the song, as a girl, you toast (no clinking of your glass) the person to your left, then your right, and then across from you before taking a drink. And then you reverse the toasting process. (Ideally you are seated with alternating guy/girl so that you always toast someone. Guys start to their right.) To me the snaps tastes like cough-syrup. I later found out that the type I was recommended to take was considered the "girly" snaps. It was only 38% alcohol.

The opening course was some type of cheese pie with mushrooms.

Then the food came out. This dinner was done as a buffet.

Lots of crayfish.

Crayfish are kind of like very small lobsters and very difficult to eat.

There was crayfish, boiled potatoes, watermelon and feta, bread, quiche, some salad thing with chickpeas, and couscous.

Desert was apple pie.

To end the evening, you sing the last drinking song while standing on your chair (no one was so drunk that they fell) and then it is bad luck if you sit back down in your chair again. Afterwards, many people went downstairs where there was a club. My friend and I sat outside with the Swedes that we were sitting by for the dinner. We sat, talked, tried some ice wine, and learned about another tradition where you write in people's songbooks (each Nation has their own songbook of drinking songs). Preferably, you write in poetry and then you wait until the next morning to read what people wrote.

Overall, it was a very fun evening. Swedes open up a lot after they've had a few drinks. One Swede told my friend and I that he had several snaps during the evening; however, he didn't seem particularly drunk, just very friendly.