In the country of knäckebröd
Yes, we were in Sweden. And I haven’t eaten any köttbullar – weird, eh? However, we did more café-hopping than restaurant-hopping:
of course, we started with kanelbullar – yummie cinnamom buns with cardamom. And coffee…
Here (a bakery in Malmö, if it’s really the best bakery or patisserie in Sweden, I don’t know) we bought a lemon tartelette which was eaten in Mamö city:
Then we continued our yeast-bun-tour: a vanilla-cream-filled bun in the beautiful setting of Af Chapman in Stockholm. A hostel where we couldn’t get no room any more, but where we had a cup of coffee. And this vanilla bun.
Many kanelbullars later I had a sugar shock bun. It reminded me of German Krapfen/Berliner/Kräppel/Pfannkuchen (a kind of doughnut with many names in Germany) but I suppose that it was baked in the oven and then drowned in butter and sugar. One bite and I decided that I have to try to reproduce it.
Between the café-stops, we had cookies. This package was bought for the name. Some people say that this would be the perfect cookie for me. Taste-test-result: I won’t buy them any more. I have already eaten better cookies.
We also went to Gränna, the land of milk and honey polkagris – candy canes with mint. In Gränna you won’t find a place where you can’t buy them – you can also see there how they’re made. And you can have an affair with candy canes?!
Less sweet: a bakery where you can watch the production of Knäckebröd.
Of course, we had knäckebröd, too:
We had the yellow, the blue and the green package with the traditional Swedish horse. I wonder why the darker baked bread is packed in the yellow paper and the less dark bread in the dark blue package? Probably to confuse stupid tourists.
Do you already wonder if we also had different things than baked food? Yes, we did. In Gränna we bought some smoked fish from a fish of lake Vättern and had it with very fine potatoes and a kind of a green sauce that we’ve bought, too. A feast at the vandrarhem (=hostel) – the perfect ambiance was created by the red-and-white checkered tablecloth in a red wooden house. I felt a little bit like in Bullerbü.
And we were teased by the Swedish language: a package with “filmjölk” made us believe that this would be the equivalent to Vollmilch (whole milk), but it was a fermented milk. Yummie, but not in coffee…
By the way, it seams to be en vogue to make pasta salad in Sweden. In every café you go, you can also get some salad. But no salad without pasta. And if you don’t want to have pasta, you get bulghur. Both surely nothing really traditional or typical, so no picture.
There were also things to buy that were beyond my food-curiosity:
Be honest – would you ever buy this? Why is this a French hotdog? Should this be a baguette? Interesting by the way: buying a “French hotdog” you can choose between chilli, vitlök (=garlic) and French (=???). Do I have to order a “French French hotdog” then?
I think, further research is not necessary in this case.
Of course we didn’t only eat in Sweden, but this is a food-blog, so I decided to tell you only about our food-tourism part. Of course there were lots of things I didn’t get to know (as we mostly had kanel bullar and quickly made camping-food) and yes, I’m a bakery-fixed person. So that’s why you read nearly only about buns. And you’ll probably read again about buns here. When I try to bake them…
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