Eight days. It has been snowing for eight straight days. Don’t get me wrong, it is absolutely lovely. Everything is covered in white and most days the snow sort of hangs in mid air and gently floats down to Earth. But the sub zero temperatures that make this snow possible also make our lovely apartment practically...
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We had our second annual Swedish-American Thanksgiving on Saturday (a week before the real one I know, but who cares; turkey is good any day). Having held it for a second time, I can say without exception that Swedes make Thanksgiving way more fun than it is at home. I know that is a bold statement to make. But you all know the...
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I have been in Sweden for more than a year now and have diligently been learning Swedish (if diligently means skipping Swedish classes occasionally and switching to English when I can’t remember a Swedish word). I can have basic conversations; talk to my boyfriend about his day, converse about banking (sort of) and argue with...
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Follow my blog with bloglovin I am a terrible tourist. The most significant statistic about Berlin came as a total shock to me. Probably because I couldn’t be bothered to research the city before I left. Ooops. Seventy percent. 70. That’s how much of the city was destroyed during World War II. I had no idea. I was...
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You see “tit,” you think boob. It’s funny. I know. I have the sense of humor of a 13-year-old boy. I can’t help it. But it was not the intention of the advertisers to put shapely breasts in the minds of passersby… It is an ad for an educational science museum. For...
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In early August, I did a post on filmjölk, lamenting its rotten, sour flavor and insisting my sugar-filled upbringing in America precluded me from enjoying this breakfast dish. Then my baby sister, Tory, showed up to Sweden a couple of weeks ago and practically begged to try it. “It’s nasty,” I warned her....
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