Jordgubbar med havregrädde, riskakor med jordnötssmör, te
Strawberries w oat cream, rice cakes w peanut butter, tea
Noah & The Whale - Tonight's The Kind Of Night
Swedish strawberries. How can I explain the taste without making it sound all Marcel Proust-like?
Summer. Childhood. Laughter. The old, rundown house we rented near the coast. The outhouse with cobwebs everwhere. Running barefoot. Riding an old and rusty bicycle to the ocean with my mum. Bees. Jelly fish. Salt water. Scraping my knee. Basking in the sun with a good book and a crappy walkman. My grandfather and his stories and a thousand other things. All this in a bowl.
If you're ever in Sweden during the summer, be sure to pay a visit to a strawberry field and go nuts. Sure, you can buy them in the grocery store, but it's not the same as picking the sunwarm, ripe berries directly from the plant. Yes, you have to pay for the ones you pick, but they don't weigh you before and after. Hence - go nuts.