Thursday, March 22, 2012


2 comments:

Adaptive Radiation said...

I did eat a cinnamon roles on your behalf when I was in Sweden a few weeks ago. You would have loved the giant ones from Gothenburg!

FletcherBeaver said...

It's tough work, I know...

I think the best pastries I ever tasted was when I was leaving Denmark. We had pockets full of change and we banged it all down on the counter and said to the nice lady that we wanted pastries in exchange and she gave us this huge box of them. I think we had more money in change than we realised. I remember we ate them from the bonnet of my Citroen with coffee just before we got to the border. They have always stuck in my mind the quality and the quantity.