Dad and I took a little trip to Sweden yesterday. We got an early start and managed to get in a café trip and some shopping and were on our way home by 12.45! Yeah. Effectivity is definitely a talent of ours. The little café, (actually a ‘konditori’ which translates to confectionery but I’ve never heard that word in use) is in the small town of Charlottenberg which has a lovely little high street which used to be crowded with both Norwegians and Swedes on pretty much any day of the year. But then the evil shopping centre mogul Olav Thon built a huge shopping centre between the border and Charlottenberg and almost all local businesses had no choice but to move from the lovely town and into the giant concrete and glass prison. Consequently, Charlottenberg has become something of a ghost town in comparison. But Källmanns, the confectionery, is still open. It used to be so crowded you’d have to wait for a table, but these days the place is pretty damn empty and I worry they won’t be able to stay open very long. dad and I snagged us a table outside in the sun and had a lovely lunch of smoked salmon with scrambled eggs (me) and a prawn sandwich (him). And two cups of delicious coffee, of course. A little group of sparrows were there, keeping their distance but all the while watching us in case we dropped some food. I ‘dropped’ one tiny little piece of my roll and the prettiest one caught it. Yey!






The candy store, Godisfabriken (the Candy Factory), is also open. I remember coming there as a child, and seeing all the candy and believeing I had gone to heaven. And let it be noted that I was never really one for the sweet stuff, I was always more about the popcorn and other salty stuff. But this place… goodness me! I took some snapshots. I suppose it’s nothing special if you’re American or native to another country where gigantic candy stores are every-day fare. But to a little girl from Norway, this is spectacular:



When we got home I threw myself at the veal we’d picked up across the border. I love going on the little trips to Sweden as food is so cheap and when we come home we get to eat loads of stuff that’s usually too expensive to buy here. Like veal! Dad also bought me some kangaroo steaks and a deer roast which I’m going to keep in the freezer and cook this autumn when The Boyfriend returns to the civilised part of the country. That gives me ample time to plan something spectacular to do with them — I’ve made kangaroo several times before and I absolutely love it, because of its incredibly low fat content as well as its amazing flavour! Every time I eat it I try to figure out whet it is it reminds me of but I never quite hit ‘it’. It’s not beef, and it’s not lamb and it’s not moose or reindeer. But it’s definitely familiar.

As to the veal, I made schnitzel of course! With the sesame seed crust and served them with a bean salad, some salsa verde and a pan sauce with some red wine in it. Dad said several times that it tasted amazingly delicious, which I completely agreed with him on but it’s such a treat to hear that from a parent! The two pieces of veal we bought were gigantic, about 40 or 50 cm long, so I ended up with four schnitzels…meaning there’s leftovers for today! Hooray! I’m currently engaged in an inward debate on whether to heat them up in a skillet or in the oven. If I placed a lid on the skillet they’d heat up quite nicely I should imagine, plus I could throw in a smigden of margarine also and I would be sure of getting the crust back to its former, crispy glory. In the oven I could just place them in a covered or uncovered dish (yeah, not decided on that either) and they could heat themselves…but then I’d have less control of the re-heating process and as I have never re-heated schnitzel before I don’t know if the crust will get crispy in the oven or even how long they take to heat or even if I should do it at all — what if they turn dry?!
Yeah, I’m scared. At least I have the great success of yesterday fresh in my memory to cheer me up if today’s probject is a big fiasco. Oh, and speaking of fiascos, I’m going to have another go at baking brownies today. I’ve bough new cooking chocolate, and a whole bag of shredded cocnut (I LOVE chocolate and coconut together!) and some more margarine and as soon as I get off work it’s straight to the kitchen where I’ll not lose sight of the temperature dial once. And then, maybe I’ll return with some victorious snapshots of scrumptious double-chocolate-and-coconut brownies? Time will tell, people!

Oh, just one more thing: I gave the bunny his first strawberry! Oh you wouldn’t believe how incredibly, amazingly adorable he looked! Imagine frantic licking, the whole tiny little bunny-chin covered in red strawberry juice, the look in his eyes that christmas and his birthday and 17. may and easter and every other holiday had come at once. So cute!