Hello again, and welcome to another edition of #TrulySwedish.
Before I get started with my next post, I thought that I would say a little something about how I get the ideas of what to post. It has nothing to do with me thinking that Swedish traditions are weird – these are actually things that I have found to be quite enjoyable. I’ve been very open to these experiences, and I usually learn something about myself in the process. That’s what makes it so interesting. The blog is also a good reminder to myself – maybe in 10 years I’ll look back at this blog and think, “Wow, I used to think that was weird?”
This edition is about three things that I was able to experience in more or less rapid succession: the importance (and significance) of laundry times, Östermalm’s old ladies, and a Swede’s fear of confrontation. This one is more of a rant from an American – one that is not afraid to speak and be heard. Continue reading →
The quintessential Swedish concept. It’s coffee with friends, but not just coffee – there is usually some fikabröd involved: kanelbulle (cinnamon buns), kärleksmums (“love yummies”), morotskaka (carrot cake), punschrulle… I could go on forever.
I haven’t blogged since 1998-1999 when I hosted my own site and logged my daily activities. The good old days of Slackware Linux and a 1 mbit DSL line. Yes, that was before “blog” was even a word. But hey, 12 years later, I’m back. Continue reading →