You Are What You Eat, Anja Cronberg

Name: Anja Cronberg

Occupation: Magazine Editor

Neighborhood: The swanky Östermalm, albeit in a very hidden enclave full of just plain ol' regular folks.

Relationship status: Taken

What did you eat today?

For breakfast I had this great dish I always make and which will most probably contribute to my economic downfall, considering the price of fruits in this part of town. It was: one mashed up banana, some pomegranate seeds, one passion fruit, four physalises split down the middle, a handful of blueberries, a handful of strawberries, a handful of raspberries and another of blackberries (all berries have to be frozen, not fresh, to contribute to the right sogginess), then some seeds, whose names I can't remember in English, suffice to say that they're supposedly good for the tummy, and chopped hazelnuts and Brazil nuts. And two Weetabix (product placement) and milk. Stir and enjoy! OK, that's where my day usually starts and from then on it's all downhill. Lunch was a bag of pick n' mix sweeties (of which Sweden does the best in the whole wide world) and pancakes with Nutella (another product placement) and more milk (a must when eating chocolate). Since I abhor cooking, I cross my fingers every morning that someone will take me out to eat at some point during the day, and today my friend Agnes cooked for me. Lucky me. Otherwise it would have meant more cereal and more milk. Agnes made borscht which I had to eat very very carefully so as not to stain my nice expensive outfit (my mum says beetroot stains are impossible to get rid of). I did well. I also had sandwiches with cheese and butter. We drank water. And then coffee, but it was decaffeinated so that we would all be able to sleep soundly. And chocolates. It was all very nice.

What do you never eat?

Nada. I eat everything! I think a picky palate is a sign of a narrow mind.  [Hear hear!  Here here?  Hear, hear!  --Ed.]

Complete this sentence: In my refrigerator, you can always find:

Milk! And chocolate - although that's in the cupboard, strictly speaking.

What is your favorite kitchen item?

I have a spoon I stole, as revenge, from a crazy flat mate I once had, and that I like very much. I never use any other spoon, when eating at home.

Where do you eat out most frequently?

I'm on a very strict budget in these financially turbulent times, so my eating out habits rely on other people's generosity, so it would be bad form to be picky. I do however like places that serve heavy pasta. Or places that serve Wallenbergare, a Swedish speciality that consists of mushy meat and cream I think. It's served with mashed potatoes (I love love love mashed potatoes) and lingonberries (ditto). Restaurant Prinsen here in Stockholm does the best ones I've tasted so far in life.

World ends tomorrow. What would you like for your last meal?

Pick n' mix!