My cousin and her boyfriend wanted me to have a good time and try as much Swedish food as possible. However, because we were unemployed and shallow pocketed, we bought stuff to cook at home. Flipping through old recipes and websites on traditional Swedish dishes, we picked out some of his childhood favourites and others were commonly found in restaurants. Here were some of the top choices. Recipes will be coming soon.
After 19hrs of gruelling uncomfortable train ride through the Swedish mountain ranges, I finally got to Stockholm, Sweden and I felt dirty. In the midst of the well dressed and well groomed Stockholm-ians, I felt like a hobo, probably look like one too.
I had about 8 more hours to kill before I met with my host and I thought “I’m in Stockholm, how hard is it to kill 8 hours?” Here’s the thing, I’ve been to many metropolitan Scandinavian cities in this past 2 months: Oslo, Stavanger, Aarhus, Copenhagen and honestly, they are all starting to look the same. Tall Roman romantic style buildings topped with rusting copper domes, huge catholic Cathedrals, cobble stoned streets, harbour board-walks, multicoloured medieval buildings, etc. I was kind of desensitised to it. Don’t get me wrong, they were all still really beautiful.
After hours of hitch hiking from Copenhagen to Malmo and finally to Helsingborg, I was pretty tired and ready for a break. A good friend of mine that I met in Indonesia kindly asked her parents to host me in her home-town. It was incredibly nice of them to invite me warmly and openly into their cosy house, while making very sure that I was comfortable and that all my needs were met. So far, I like the Swedish hospitality already.