Much to my possibly misplaced delight, Kalles Kaviar is once again stocked at the friendly neighborhood Ikea. I got hooked on the stuff while visiting a friend in Sweden a couple of years ago. The company itself admits it's an acquired taste, but what's not to love about squeezing creamed salmon roe out of a tube? Here is an ode to Kalles I drew up for a lark: The Nordic goddess Freyja enjoying a light lunch (did you know Freyja was a cat lady? Thanks again, Wikipedia.). Oh, and I've also been watching Vikings on History Channel (ed note: so good.), which is likely what sent me in this direction.
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Wednesday, April 10, 2013
En vÃĪldigt svensk smak: A very Swedish flavor
Much to my possibly misplaced delight, Kalles Kaviar is once again stocked at the friendly neighborhood Ikea. I got hooked on the stuff while visiting a friend in Sweden a couple of years ago. The company itself admits it's an acquired taste, but what's not to love about squeezing creamed salmon roe out of a tube? Here is an ode to Kalles I drew up for a lark: The Nordic goddess Freyja enjoying a light lunch (did you know Freyja was a cat lady? Thanks again, Wikipedia.). Oh, and I've also been watching Vikings on History Channel (ed note: so good.), which is likely what sent me in this direction.
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