One of the most unique things about Finnish culture is the abundance of market squares and market halls that thrive in the cities. On our first day out in Helsinki, Corey and I, struggling to follow the map in search of cafes we had marked, stumbled into the Kauppatori market along the water. Spellbound by the colorful vegetable and fruit stands, and intrigued by the reindeer meatballs and moose sausage stalls, we grazed the stands for over an hour. Since it was lunchtime, I decided on reindeer meatballs with potatoes and lingenberry jam (amazing) and Corey ordered a bowl of salmon bisque (also amazing, I tried a bite!).
After lunch we continued through the market, and to our surprise, discovered a little cafe stall selling coffee to a
crowded line of customers from two steaming percolators and pastries kept
warm in two giant pots on a pair of make-shift stoves. Where were we? We asked
ourselves.
We seemed to be surrounded by sailors and old men who seemed quite content, so we ordered exactly what they ordered: a coffee
and a possumunkki pastry. This raspberry filled, sugar toped, donut-y
confection literally means “young pig” (possu) “priest in a monastery”
(munkki), although we aren’t quite sure why, since the shape of the pastry
didn’t exactly resemble a young pig-priest. Sometimes you just don’t ask
questions.
Pekka Havanto, a talkative Finn drinking coffee and eating one of these possumunkkis, explained that the café (called Toripojat) was known as the President’s café, since the presidential office and town hall is located just across the street. Apparently the President of Finland for 30 years, Urho Kekkonen, was a regular at this cafe in the market, and often brought official diplomats visiting from abroad with him.
Pekka Havanto, a talkative Finn drinking coffee and eating one of these possumunkkis, explained that the café (called Toripojat) was known as the President’s café, since the presidential office and town hall is located just across the street. Apparently the President of Finland for 30 years, Urho Kekkonen, was a regular at this cafe in the market, and often brought official diplomats visiting from abroad with him.
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