Happy Sweden National Day! Yesterday's National Day only became an official, no-work holiday about three years ago. My Swedish friends tell me it wasn't a big deal because it's not like Sweden was celebrating escape from tyranny, since they were always the ones ruling over others.
Sweden is a small country, and despite the fact that their IKEAs have taken over our suburbs, they're unaccustomed to celebrating themselves. Check out this clip of the country's greatest sports moment in recent history, Sweden's
bronze medal in the 1994 World Cup:
Um...what do you do with the onions after you've cooked them? Add to meat?
Oops! Yes, add to meat.
I think I'll make these. The meatballs at Ikea are one of the few non-breaded/nitrate-free meat products that Elijah likes. Of course, I'll make them and then he'll say they're yucky but that's my yoke to bear. Or my yuck...
Aw, yummy! Say hi to Malin for me and see if you can her to cough up the panacotta recipe, too. I have no doubt that her meatballs are superior to any others in the world, but still, you should try the ones at Tranan. ;)