Perhaps it’s their romanticizing of the wintry elements. Or their devotion to the lingonberry. Or even their ridiculously chic eye for sensibly designed and incredibly affordable furniture. I’m really into all things Swedish this week. Especially their meatballs.
Having had a great Scandinavian-inspired meal while visiting the charming Upstate New York city of Hudson last weekend, I’ve had Sweden on the brain. I opted, you see, for the Dill-Baked Arctic Char (which was good, don’t get me wrong), but my tummy has yet to let me forget how much I really wanted to order the meatballs.