day 17: snack.

my evening snack tonight. swedish style. crunchy-ish bread with butter & cheese. real butter. real cheese. yummy cheese. that don’t come pre-packaged and pre-sliced. i get to slice it myself with a cheese slicer – an acquired talent (which i have now successfully acquired). strawberry yogurt. r.e.a.l. yogurt. americans, you have no idea what yogurt can & should taste like. this stuff is amazing. you pour it, so it’s not clumpy; it doesn’t come in little individualized yoplait cartons, but a large package (it looks like a juice carton); and it is sooo creamy and delicious. i’m serious. this is good stuff. and of course, a little vitamin c from my orange juice.

it was a perfect little snack. my only complaint… swedes don’t seem to be as thirsty as americans. every meal/snack involves something that i would call a juice glass. whether it’s water, juice, coke, or cider. now, me. i’m used to a big ole glass, which is most likely gonna be refilled at least once during my meal. because, hey, refills are free. of course, at home, i refill my glass myself… about 100 times it seems. i find myself parched all the time. it’s not that common to see swedes walking around/driving/biking with bottles of water, coke, etc. nope. you drink when you eat.

of course, i’m the rebel at the church where i work when it comes to this. we have fika (morning snack/break) around 9:30 with open-faced, cheese sandwiches & coffee. good, huh? and really good to have a break & chat with co-workers. but, when fika is over, everyone cleans up their spot, puts away their dishes, and heads back to their work spaces to resume responsible behaviors. i, however, throw away my trash, push in my chair, thank everyone, and then, with my mug in my hand, head to the coffee pot to refill (see? told ya) my coffee cup and carry it upstairs with me to my office. i’m a cheater. i like the fika break, but i also like to sip on my coffee while i work. it’s cozy. and i feel like a grown-up. and the coffee tastes soooo good. so far, no one has said anything to me, i’m sure they just chalk it up to the fact that i’m a foreigner. being a foreigner can give you lots of handy excuses to do dumb and un-ettiquttal things (think i just made up that word). and i make sure that i use them whenever i can, to get by with whatever i can.

snacks in sweden happen quite often. it is typical to have a snack (fika) break both during the mid-morning (as i mentioned above) and during the mid-afternoon. even in the mid-evening at some point. fika is a way of life for swedes. getting together with someone is definitely cause for a fika, a snack. this is a culture built on sharing food, conversations, and friendships. not a bad custom to have, huh? and the snacks during fika… well, they range from open-faced sandwiches, to fruit, to cakes, to cinnamon buns, to chocolate, to pies… and of course coffee, tea, juice, or saft (something a little like kool-aid, but natural & with no sugar).

like i said, snacks in sweden are yummy.

peace out.

9 comments

  1. Carissa

    Agreed!! I love fika! (Did you know there was [is??] a whole exhibit on fika at one of the museums in Uppsala? We saw it last summer.) I do miss Swedish yogurt, too. Mmmm. But those Swedes do need to learn a little bit about proper hydration. Good for you about refilling even when no one else does. ;) I’ve become super dependent on my water bottle in the last couple years. It’s so nice to be able to have a drink anytime/anywhere. :)

  2. Snacks in Sweden are yummy! I totally agree! It’s like simple luxury everyday with the good breads and cheeses and coffee. Being a foreigner here can be a little difficult at times, but I would do the same as you and grab coffee for non-fika hours :)

    • liz

      i truly love taking the time to have a fika break. it slows down life a little bi, and keeps things in perspective.

  3. Well, when you go to University you always bring your waterbottle to classes (or acctually everywhere), and I think the coffee mug is pretty common by the computer at offices even here in Sweden. At least at the places I’ve been to. :) But you are right about our glasses, they are often small …

  4. Oh, I forgot…
    The daily hug.
    Or acctually “hugs”.
    Hugs to you sister, and give one from me to my little sister too. Love ya!

    • liz

      there are many days lately that i don’t think of my life as exotic… just tough right now. but then i am reminded of the gift that it is to get to live where i live. thanks for reminding me to soak up my life, instead of just living it. :)

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