Ok, so in Switzerland they don’t celebrate Boxing day. But since my Dad is from England, and hence a lot of my family members live there, we grew up recognizing the day and even though I haven’t been to England to celebrate it in many years, I always think of December 26th as Boxing Day. In a way, that makes it happy rather than the more depressing way to think of it – the day after Christmas. It’s a whole new holiday!
This year on Boxing day, we had a special “lunch” with all of S’s extended family at a restaurant in the Lötschental valley. Before I go into details about the “lunch”, I have to explain what a Swiss “lunch” is and why I have it in parenthesis.
A Swiss “lunch” lasts for hours. A Swiss “lunch” is not over until… well, pretty much until it is time for dinner. And a Swiss “lunch” actually does not entail much eating. There is a lunch, for sure, and it is the usual courses (soup, salad, etc.) but overall it is more about the talking and the people. And the drinking. There is a LOT of drinking, mainly wine but also beers, champagne, and the hard stuff.
This particular Swiss lunch started at noon. Sounds good so far, right? For the first hour, we stood, enjoyed appetizers, and welcomed everyone.
At 1pm, we finally sat down at the table. There were beautiful decorations, including this angel made from materials right here in the valley.

Some gifts were shared, including beautiful scarves and handmade cookies.

Finally, at around 1:45 pm, the first course was served. Smoked salmon, my favorite!

Along with some freshly baked bread.

Finish salmon. Plates cleared. Wait. Wait some more. Talk, then wait.

S’s brother, Nick.
A half hour later? Soup course! Pumpkin soup.

Between the soup and the salmon, plus munching on the appetizers and the cookies that were given to me, I was actually starting to fill up a little bit.
Not to worry, the next course (the main course) didn’t arrive until over an hour later. Plenty of time to make room.
I was so hungry, in fact, that I forgot to take a picture before I devoured my chicken. Oh well, here’s what my vegetables and potatoes looked like.

After this, plus the drinks that were constantly a-flowing, I was pretty full. It was about 3:45pm.
So…. more waiting! One of my favorite things to do while waiting was look at Missy. She is Stephen’s uncle’s dog and is very old. She is the sweetest thing, and comes with them everywhere. She is always very well-behaved under the table.


4:20 or so, dessert was served. A yogurt and chocolate panna cotta type dessert (I can’t remember the Swiss German name for all of these things), sorbet on a butter cookie with crème underneath, and caramel sauce on the side.

There’s always room for dessert.

Finally, at about 4:45pm, we ended our meal in the traditional Swiss way – with a cup of coffee.

Always served with something sweet. Second third dessert!

So… that’s a Swiss lunch for you. We left around 5pm, ready to make our way back to the house (most likely to start cooking dinner).
Although I’m not exactly a fan of the 5-hour Swiss lunch, I am a fan of getting to see all of the family and friends, and I appreciate the fact that they truly take the time to sit, talk, and enjoy each other.
S and his Grandmother. This is what it’s all about.
