Midsummer is an actual holiday that is gleefully celebrated in Sweden, with lots of shellfish, herring and potatoes, berries and cream, and ‘snaps’. The key element however, is good company. Personally, I left my good company when I left work, but I did stop by the supermarket, tiredly, on my way home, to see what I could find…
Friday = feast day. No? Fine.
Forgot to prepare lunch.
No breakfast complete without extras.
Tea just isn’t the same.
Shop bought sandwich. Not bad, actually.
Nice and polished.
Then, I went on a field trip, my first, from my desk to the office biscuit tin. Perhaps I will bake something for it someday.
Unfortunately, I got more biscuit cravings as a result.
I know the margarine looks rank, but those muffins are so good!
Then, improv-dessert. Amazing.
Water count: ~1.75l. I did sneak some olives just before bedtime.