Scandinavian shopping spree
This is basically just an excuse to post pictures of all the adorable Scandinavian things I saw in the shops of Malmö.
Still obsessed with Fika. I wanted this. For no reason, beyond “just cause.” But I didn’t get it, womp womp. Trying to be a financial responsible human.
Recognize this?! It’s Swedish version of one of my favorite adult coloring books, made into postcards. Love, love, love.
AND, HOLD THE PHONE…
These would be poo poo and pee pee toys. BUT. WHAT. WHY?
I have no idea. I didn’t ask.
Here we have the inside of the Triangeln shopping center.
Filled with cute shops, filled with cute things.
A chocolate bar that knows what’s up. Yes. Yes. And, yes.
Can my future home please look like this? (I mean, wouldn’t this whole adventure in Scandinavian living be completely FOR NAUGHT if I didn’t leave with some Ikea-inspired decorating tips up my sleeve? The answer is yes.)
* Learning about yummy things *
Last up on the Swedish shopping extravaganza: a no-frills grocery store. Mostly for the candy, obviously.
But I did have to stop and admire their odd dedication to tubed food. This was, I kid you not, tubed and spreadable caviar. Gives me the shivers, but look how happy this little blondie is! It can’t be THAT bad.
These are Snus — Swedish smokeless tobacco. Apparently you put it under your lip for a while and you get all…tobacco-y. Or something. I wouldn’t really know.
Back to the candy!
Yup. Licorice chalk.
I must say, as an American I feel conditioned to be all “ewwwww” at the taste of black licorice. But I think it’s actually growing on me. Especially the super salty black licorice. (Say whaaat!?)
Copes has their fare share of these bag-your-own-sweets type places, but it’s actually cheaper in Malmö because the Swedish Krone isn’t quite as strong. Win!
I may or may not have come back to Copenhagen with a few of these massive chocolate bars in tow.
And I may or may not have eaten them all over the course of one weekend.