One of my FAVORITE things I did in Sweden was visit a cheese shop in Gamla Stan (Old Town) with The Swede.
The way to my heart is not through sweets but through CHEESE!
The Swede and I decided to have a nice cheese tray after dinner, complete with a selection of wine.
[Now, being on a diet, it makes me DROOL to think of cheese and wine!]
We stepped into a small store in Stockholm and I was overwhelmed with the smell of aging cheese.
Funky yet yummy.
We selected a cheese, sampled it and approved of it.
All in all, we selected 5 cheeses of varying degrees of softness, ripeness, and gooeyness.
All VERY delicious.
Then we went to the SPECIAL store to buy wine.
In case you didn’t know, only one chain of stores, which I think are run by the government, can sell liquor.
So we go inside and The Swede tells me he wants SWEET white wine.
Each wine had a label that graphically represented how sweet that wine was.
And I ready the graphic BACKWARDS.
So instead of getting sweet white wine, we got regular white wine.
I think The Swede forgave me.