I saw this wall by Venchi chocolates at Eataly in Bologna. Pixel art is great, but it’s even BETTER when it’s made with CHOCOLATE!
We keep our candy very high up in the cabinet so as not to be constantly tempted by chocolate. I thought I would sneak a small piece so I climbed on the counter to reach the chocolate. IT WAS A TRAP! Half of the chocolate fell down and I was wearing slippery socks. Luckily I half-way caught myself on a chair but I think I bruised my foot pretty badly.
I’m very thankful it wasn’t worse because either the hospital staff wouldn’t believe me, or they would be laughing too hard to help.
I never read the context of these articles. I pretend they are direct questions posted to me and then I answer them. On to the next headline…
My youngest has been suffering from a bad cold with a strong cough all week. This article couldn’t have come at a better time for him.
Well it’s a 4-day weekend here and the chocolate-eating has begun…. for the adults at least. As usual, during weekend afternoons, we tell the kids that they need to rest in their rooms for an hour while we get out chocolate and coffee and watch an episode of Downton Abbey. We have the chocolate arranged on the coffee table so that it’s easy to throw a blanket over it quickly if a young child comes out of their room to use the bathroom. I think they suspect that we’re up to something. They always walk slowly, looking carefully. “Umm….. what are you watching?” “Uh…. how much more time until resting is over?” All the while examing the living room with a sharp eye. I’m not sure how long we can get away with it, but I’m all ready to tell them about how it’s important for the coffee table to rest with a blanket as well every afternoon.
This was my breakfast yesterday morning. Actually, it included small chocolate, licquorice passion fruit cakes as well but they didn’t last long enough for the picture.
I might also want to mention that I decided to take an online nutrition class this week where you have to chart your food. That’s why I added the mango. Always get your recommended fruit intake. 😉
I’ve been away from the computer for a few days. I blame it on candy coma. The holidays were just a 2 week candy binge. It’s actually not over yet. Today is also a holiday here in Sweden. Well, if I must… I guess I’ll have to have a few more chocolates.
We generally have a rule to only eat candy on Saturdays (many kids here do this and it’s good advice for adults too). But during holidays and vacations – every day is a Saturday. Right?
Major panic in the office yesterday. The man who orders the coffee went on vacation. NOOOOO!!!! Our department was completely out of coffee.
There was a mild panic and traffic jam of people just staring at the coffee machine. Luckily the resourceful and sneaky American (me) came up with the brilliant idea of just taking the coffee from the department next door.
The day was saved. Flags were flying everywhere. A bald eagle flew in with a tear of joy.
Until next time, good office people! That’s what I came to this country for – to save the day and avert major disasters. You may pay me in chocolate.
One of the cultural differences I noticed when I moved to Sweden is that Swedes will never take the last of anything. If you attend a Swedish party, by the end of the night there will most likely be 1 chip left in the bowl and one tiny slice of cake. On Christmas there is only one candy left in the candy box by the end of the evening.
This week at my office, I brought a bowl of jelly beans from my recent trip to Texas. When I came to work the next morning, there were 2 small jellybeans left in the bowl. They stayed there all day until someone else brought in a bucket of candy and I tossed them in there. (Yes, by the end of the next day, the new bucket had one piece of candy left sitting in it.)
Later in the week I brought 4 leftover cookies from a batch I made at home with a note saying, “Please help yourself.” I wasn’t surprised when I came in the next morning to find one cookie left in the bag. However, by lunchtime the cookie was missing. I asked around and found out that a co-worker from Poland had taken the cookie. It’s good that we have such an international staff or we’d be left with one of everything.
The good thing about all of this is that when we have a family gathering, I can always take the last of everything. That last piece of candy at Christmas, the last piece of birthday cake – I just smile and say, “I’m American so I’ll just be taking this here.”