May 22, 2014 |
Strong Scandinavian licourice. Lakrids. Yummy. It’s the thing that most of us really miss from home. Since we opened last year, we’ve even converted a few locals onto the taste of Turkish pepper sweets and anything with salmiakki flavour. Salmiakki is a nice Finnish word for saying “ammonium chloride” (NH4Cl) which really does not sound like something that should be in sweets, but we love it so much we see past it.
At the moment we’re doing a little feature on the salty licourice – here are some of the many kinds we stock. Learn these and next time a few sneaky Danes try to offer you one of these sweets, you can knowingly say “Ha! you fools! Don’t you think I know how strong Djungelvrål is?” instead of being the laughing stock when your face ends up looking like you’ve just swallowed a hedgehog.
Tyrkisk peber – a strong boiled sweet containing ammonium chloride. Not for the faint hearted – this stuff is strong. The grey version (firewood) is chewy and a lot milder.
Djungelvrål – little sweet licorice monkeys covered with ammonium chloride. Extremely salty in the beginning, but sweet finish. Not for young kids
PANDA licorice – soft licorice, not too strong. Go for salty or sweet version.
Piratos – Danish salty licorice – chewy, strong and salty. Not for young kids
Salt Bomber – sweet licorice with sugar coating – a good beginner, not strong – ok for some viking kids
Lakrisal – ammonium chloride pastilles, medium strength, a favourite all over Scandinavia – not for kids
Labre Larver – sweet sugared caramel coating, sweet licorice inside – not strong, ok for kids
Nappar – salty licorice dummies, medium strength, OK for kids
IFA salty pastilles from Norway – medium
Salty Dent – from Norway, salty pastilles, chewy (medium)
Bilar “lakrits” – marshmallow type liquorice cars from Sweden – mild. OK for kids. And grownups.
February 16, 2011 |
What is the etiquette for using a sauna in Scandinavia?
Oh, Brits! (Erm, you’re a Brit too, David – ed) I do like our need for rules and guidelines, which we stick to so rigidly – except when we don’t want to. But we’ll always be quick to judge others to break them if we’re not doing so. Like the woman on the tube today. I was about to give her the seat that had just been vacated right in front of me, before she barged past and claimed it for herself.
The point of that tale is that she broke the etiquette of travel. Although how you can apply rules of etiquette to the jungle that is the sewer-train system of London, I don’t know. ANYWAY, we’re talking about saunas, not trains. Although a tube train in summer is a particularly unpleasant simulation of the sauna experience.
First of all, we have to make one thing very clear: saunas are a social experience beloved of many in the Nordic lands, and particularly in Finland. They pronounce it “sow-na”. Sowna. What sownas are not are what the Brits may assume are places of ill-repute. Oh yes, all that sauna business that goes on in Soho, “Swedish massage” and the like? No. No, no, no. The sauna is a convivial experience. I said convivial.
Take your towel off, though. No one cares. This is Scandinavia. We’re all the same. Most saunas have separate areas for the sexes, but it’s considered bad manners for the guest not to pop in for a while if invited.
Some people have a beer or two. This isn’t advised. Alcohol in that heat? It’s a recipe for disaster, and with the Brit sauna-taker already having palpitations at being naked in the company of strangers, it’s enough to bring on a turn.
It’s probably best to enjoy the heat in small doses, with regular trips away to the wash area to sip liquids. But not that beer.
And then, when it’s over? Well, if you’re lucky, you get to jump into an ice-cold lake, or roll in the snow. What a treat, eh?
Afterwards, it is often the case that your local host may want to continue the conviviality over food and drink. Here, you can discuss your experiences of what you have just endured.
Sauna is fun. Go for it.
By Mr David Jørgensen.
June 30, 2009 |
Fancy getting away from it all: Try these little hiding places in Scandinavia.
Our Louise loves the idea fo this hotel near Stockholm – it is in the middle of a lake and you have to sail to get there. Shown in the image above, it’s called Utter Inn.
Jonas likes the idea of getting away from it all in this beautiful Lighthouse hotel in Norway – and Henrik would love to stay in theis fancy pancy igloo in Finland.
Denmark didn’t have any unusual hotels, so Bronte got in a bit of a huff, but she did say that if you ever get stuck about 7 KM south-west outside Slagelse on Zealand in Denmark, you can waste the time waiting for the next bus by visiting Trelleborg, the site of an old Viking fortress. There’s not much there now, except some sheep and a few huts (not the real ones, dummy). Potential hotel?
April 7, 2009 |
Many moons ago, our Bronte used to hang out at the innocent ‘Fruit Tower’ quite a lot. For around five years, her quest in life was to ensure the people of UK and Europe got their daily fruit. One day, she woke up and decided her new quest had more to do with herring and open sandwiches and she set up Scandi Kitchen together with The Swede, also known as Jonas. But she never forgot the friendly bunch in West London.
We just had a bit of a peek this week and wanted to tell all you Scandophiles that you can now get innocent in both Denmark, Norway, Sweden and even Finland. Bronte is very proud.
Just so you know, Strawberries and Bananas is called Mansikka & banaani in Finnish. Don’t say we don’t teach you anything…