25 December 2011

A Christmas Stroll on Lidingö

 It was the winter wild,
    While the heaven-born child
  All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies;
    Nature, in awe to him,
    Had doffed her gaudy trim,
  With her great Master so to sympathize...













And, though the shady gloom
    Had given day her room,
  The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed,
    And hid his head of shame,
    As his inferior flame
  The new-enlightened world no more should need:
He saw a greater Sun appear
Than his bright Throne or burning axletree could bear.

from "On the Morning of Christ's Nativity" (1629) by John Milton 

22 December 2011

A Swedish Interpretation of American Cuisine

After spending a few days in Stockholm, I have come under the impression that Swedes have had very limited exposure to American gastronomy -- that is to say, exposure to only its least sophisticated elements:

high-fat, mass-produced baked goods;

greasy, sub-par restaurant food served in excessive quantities;

cheap convenience foods;

corn syrupy, gelatinous junk;

and best of all, deep-fried, sugar-coated, artificially colored goodness.
If you cannot read the small sign, do click on this photo to enlarge it.

 Luckily, they seem to think very highly of it nonetheless!  =)