Posts Tagged ‘city life’
Sweden is famous for its nature, IKEA and the many gay nannies a US- friend thought he had spotted on the streets of Stockholm. True, there are just as many men with strollers and coffee cups as women (see lattemamma). But they are dads.
I met this dude on the bus today. Mixture between wild, wild west and Hells Angels on paternity leave.
Gotta love this country.
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When in our mid-end-twenties many of my friends packed their suitcase and CV and walked into offices in San Francisco, Tokyo, Sydney and New York, I took a timeout where no one would find me and have been stuck in Stockholm ever since. The question “why” has been asked a thousand times, verbally or using small muscles in friends and colleagues faces. Swedes tend to think I am weird, Read the rest of this entry »
I ate dinner at Beautiful B.’s house on the weekend. She made the most fantastic meals to prepare us for our trip to northern India and I learned new words and unpronounceable names, how turbans are warm and hurt on your forehead, that Punjabi and Hindi are to each other like Swedish and Norwegian and I tried mouthrefreshing Paan in the most amazing colors – served in my favorite little silver box.
As we talked our welcome-wine through the inner city apartment, P. wondered how it was going with the traffic outside the livingroom window – expecting an answer about the quality of super-sound-isolation-double-glass. Read the rest of this entry »
Homestyling is a big thing in Stockholm. Apartments and houses have such a high level of average styling, that it is hard to sell your apartment, if you unveil how you actually live. There is a flourishing business called “homestaging”, that pimps your place with exciting wall colors, Philip Starck chairs and Bauhaus lamps for the couple of weeks it is on sale. This costs a couple of thousand Euros but you sell the place for 20% more and it is so worth it. The housing market is perfect to a degree, it’s scary. Read the rest of this entry »
Minus 20 degrees today! When winter is coldest Swedes take comfort in whipped cream. As soon as the nation has finished digesting their Aladdin chocolate box, semlor start showing up in coffee places and bakeries across the country and they continue seducing innocent strollers until easter.
Sweden eats a strange combination of pea-soup and pancakes every thursday for lunch. I have been wondering about this since I got here. Any coffee place, restaurant, catering and sometimes even desperate Pakistanis serves these two meals once a week. The pancakes could of course be considered a dessert, but they actually come at the same time. With cream and jam. My oberservations show that Read the rest of this entry »
Assuming everyone is tired of wrapping presents, I thought I’d share something new I recently discovered. The world- or let’s say Europe – is getting more service minded (I pray), and Hipstery does their share by enhancing the gift buying experience.
You tell the guys: “I need a present for my sister Julia”, whereupon they hand you Read the rest of this entry »
2010 is coming to an end and it feels good. 1/2 meter snow, frozen sea, cleaned out paperwork, eliminated signs of sleep deprivation and champagne bottles are ready to go.
People from the mainland are carrying heavy bags and boxes across the island, firecrackers and toothbrushes. This place is never as popular Read the rest of this entry »
After a couple of polite questions about my whereabouts I can state that I have been busy, freezing and quite uninspired. And occupied winterproofing boats at 15 degrees minus as well as researching adequate means of transportation for the upcoming season.
Until it next breaks down, I take the subway. On my way to work yesterday I ran into two updates
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Sunday evening at Wagamama.
Perfect I thought, the place to go after the boat show: sore feet, rain drizzle over face, jeans and inside shoes, low blood sugar.
Wagamama just opened their first restaurant in Stockholm and it has been a hype. As if Grace Jones was coming to town. Read the rest of this entry »