Breakfast, a lot about breakfasts

February 8, 2015

The week had been pretty slow, and then came Friday. I don’t want to get in to details, so let’s just skip that and go on to something different, shall we?

Jasper called me up on Saturday morning, asking me if I had any plans — which I didn’t. We met up in Södermalm and started the search for a coffee shop that wasn’t full, which is actually quite harder than you’d think. After walking around for half an hour, we finally settled for a small place on Hornsgatan, near Mariatorget.


I had a bottle of sparkling water, a hipster sandwich and coffee in a glass. I hate coffee served in glasses, and I hate cold drinks served in mugs; it messes my world up. Any hot beverage should be served in a ceramic mug, otherwise, when I start to drink, my brain automatically assumes that it’s something cold, and when it’s not, I’m thrown into a dilemma that my mouth and brain has a real problem comprehending.

Anyway, once we had eaten breakfast, we had to come up with something to do, and Jasper had an idea to go visit Armémuseumet (The army museum), I’ve been wanting to go there for ages, but haven’t had the time. We walked from Södermalm to Östermalm, which is a couple of kilometers, the weather was pretty much awesome, sunshine and a little snow coming down. I haven’t spent a lot of time in Östermalm, and I don’t know all the streets, but somehow we managed to get to the museum without a map or anything. Anyway, the museum wasn’t as great as I had initially thought, but you can read more about it here, Armémuseum.

I forced Jasper to pose with one of the machine guns they had on display.


Paulina had booked a brunch (what have I become?) for me, her, Oskar and his significant other, Anna at a place called Björk in Kungsholmen. I wasn’t really up for going, but seeing as Paulina had really made an effort, I couldn’t say no. The worst thing with the place is its location, there’s no direct route from Årstadal, where we live, to where the restaurant is located, so we had to take the tramway and the subway to get there.

Björk, on Kungsholmen.

Because we had miscalculated a bit, we were a bit early, which meant we had to stand outside and wait, but the sun was shining, it was cold, and I decided that February is hands down my favourite month. It’s cold and beautiful, and it’s not as dark as December and January.

Paulina, cold and hungry, but the weather was great!

The food was a bit meh. It was a buffet, where most of the stuff was either cold or tasted awful. I had really looked forward to Nordic Labskaus, which is a dish served with mashed potatoes and minced meat mixed together, at this, they had failed miserably.

But even though the food was a failure, the company was great, and I had a really good time with Oskar, Anna and Paulina. Once the brunch was finished, we decided to go feed ducks — and I’m pretty sure the ducks got better food than we did, because we had to buy some bread from a nearby store, so it was fresh and hadn’t met it’s expiration date.


The swans, aggressive as they are, started busking up their feathers. But they didn’t start to hiss, and as far as I could tell they enjoyed the bread.

An excellent end to an otherwise great day.