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Günters

I finally got to visit a Stockholm institution last week – Günters hot dog stand. I’ve heard rumors over the years about the amazing hot dogs and the owner who is very strict with how you order.  Though I was frightened of making a mistake (very similar to the Seinfeld ‘Soup Nazi’ episode), everything went fine and I have to admit, it was an amazing hot dog.

There’s always a long line, so you can’t be in a hurry, but it’s worth it! Remember, it’s only one guy running the stand and he makes them fresh. He’s not all that into chit-chat or customer service, but he will make you an amazing hot dog with toasted baguette bun (you don’t get a choice on that). Know what you want to order when you get up there and then step aside!

I looked up reviews from a few other people about the place. Here are a few excerpts:

I cry a little every time I eat any hotdog that isn’t from Günters

If left stranded on a desert island and I had to choose between 100 big macs or just one Gunters krauker wurst + sauerkraut korv I would pick the sausage.

It felt just like your were standing in line at the Soup-nazi-stand in Seinfeld:-)
Me and my wife stood in line and the guy in the stand just screamed – NEXT!
He handled like four five orders at the time and didn’t care if there were two or twenty people in line. He just had his own pace.

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Menu with pictures not a hit

I thought I’d start a new thing at home where I make a menu of what we will have for breakfast during the week. Normally the kids love sausage & bacon, but now for some reason, they say they aren’t hungry for it anymore. Oh well – more bacon for me!

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Sausage Man

An ad is out now looking for a “sausage man.”  Man who sells sausages or man MADE OF SAUSAGES?!!??!

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Falukorv – or – How can you mess up sausage?

Sausage.  How can anyone mess up a sausage?  This was always my belief until I moved to Sweden.  How do you mess it up?  Turn it into falukorv!  I’m not sure what falukorv is either than a nasty sausage that has a slight pickling taste.  Sausages are not to be pickled!

For some reason, kids love this, so the only time my husband and sons get to eat it is when I go out.  Wait a minute…. now I’m realizing why they’re always telling me I should go out more often.  Hm….

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