One of the first things to grab my attention when I stepped into the apartment in Borås was a set of cushions, scattered across Sebastian’s sofa in the living room. Each cushion had been carefully stitched with kings of the northern forests, including this moose. I’ve become increasingly attached as the weeks have passed, and I can’t imagine this little home without them.
Every time I take a walk in the forest, there is something particularly special that has me stop in my tracks. A few days ago it happened to be this felled tree, and its smooth crown of snow.
I will try anything and everything nowadays, and there’s very few foods that I don’t enjoy. However, on a rare occasion I’ll find myself regretting my no fear attitude. This was the case with the popular Swedish sandwich topper Kalles Kaviar. Made from fish roe, the recipe dates back hundreds of years and can be found in fridges all across Sweden. Sebastian eats it as shown below. (Though most Swedes eat it with boiled eggs).
With a foolish confidence, I squeezed some of the pink goo onto a spoon and ate it on its own. Big mistake. I quickly had my head under the kitchen tap. Kalles Kaviar was the fishiest, saltiest thing I’d ever swallowed, and unlike the Norwegian brunost which I am sure I will one day love, there’s not a chance that I’ll be putting Kalles Kaviar anywhere near my mouth again.
I knew I’d found the right man when I went into his cupboards and found glasses decorated with animals found in the Swedish forests. I’ve always been one for small, special details in the home, and drinking milk out of these glasses never fails to make me smile.
Sebastian and I spent our very first Valentines Day together yesterday and much of it was spent in the library. I ought to mention that libraries are valuable to me, so when Sebastian was more than willing to join me in searching the shelves, I found myself close to tears. Then, when he renewed his library card just so I could use it to take books out, I fell that bit more in love with him. One of the books I took out was this stunning 2001 edition (though it looks considerably older!) of short stories by a variety of authors including Elsa Beskow, written to accompany John Bauer’s exquisite artwork. (There will be a full blog post about this book coming up soon…)
Tea break mid-afternoon is something I really value. If I’m hammering at a particularly difficult piece of writing, I’ll say to myself ‘get this done and you can break for your tea and a cinnamon roll.’ It always helps. The cinnamon rolls I’ve been eating recently are from ICA, a popular Swedish supermarket. Considering that they’re ICA own brand, they are utterly divine and the perfect mid-afternoon treat for a flagging writer.