stockholm: söderhallarna

Not far from the farmer’s market is Söderhallarna, Södermalm’s answer to the grand Östermalms Saluhall. Like Östermalms Saluhall, Söderhallarna features a number of small specialty shops, restaurants, take-out shops, and coffee shops all conveniently located under one roof.

Outside Söderhallarna is Medborgarplatsen, the nucleus of Södermalm nightlife. By nightfall, the square is overflowing with well-dressed people having a drink, standing in line for a show at the Debaser, or on their way in or out of one of the myriad clubs in the area. Beer is everywhere, especially in the Tunnelbana station, where patient police officers confiscate bottles and pour their contents out over the tracks. A Greek fast food truck and a hot dog stand provide quick snacks for what appear to be the two hundred people queuing up to the Debaser.

In the morning, the fast food stands are the only remnants of last night’s scene. The square is now home to shoppers, families, and political parties lobbying for votes in the upcoming elections with their cabins and posters.

bakery

A bakery, featuring central European style breads. Note the poppyseed challah second to the left.

cyckling

The poultry section of a butcher shop. The yellow-skinned chickens on the left were raised on corn.

confectionary

A confectioner’s shop.

tortellini

Fresh torteloni and canneloni.

meat

The meat shop where I bought dried reindeer sausage.

takeout

The butcher shop’s takeout section, featuring pana cotta with cloudberries, various types of terrines, pâtés and mousses, as well as truffles.

sausages

Cured meats at the butcher shop. The long, brown sausages in the middle are dried reindeer sausages.

sweets

I love the old-fashioned packaging used to wrap these sweets. The yellow ones are cloudberry candies.

sauces

An array of sauces and dressings at a gourmet shop.

tunnbrod

No, it isn’t matzah. It’s Swedish flatbread!

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A greengrocer’s. The weird-looking pipes above the apples and lemons are misters.

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A row of political party “cabins” in front of Söderhallarna and an outdoor nursery.

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Tables from a restaurant in Söderhallarna and political party cabins. According to Anne, people bid for the cabins after the elections and use them as sheds in their back yards.

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Medborgarplatsen at night, with Söderhallarna in the background.

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Outdoor restaurants and pubs in Medborgarplatsen.

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blog day: better latent than never

It’s been over a week since Blog Day 2006, but I figure, what the hell, why not participate?

Here are some of my new favorites:

  1. Lucy’s Kitchen Notebook—An elegant little blog by an American living in Lyon, France. The photos are positively Pavlovian, you find yourself leaning in to eat the image on the monitor, stopping yourself just in time to wipe a reflexive bit of dribble from your chin. Then you notice the prose: “The market is the element of the French way of living that… has so completely wrapped itself tightly around my heart.” You’ll need a cigarette after reading this one.
  2. The Laughing Gastronome—Gorgeous photos and adventurous recipes from New Zealand.
  3. Vegan Lunchbox—Having formerly been a vegetarian for seven years, I have a soft spot in my heart for vegetarian recipes. This site isn’t all that new, but I really enjoy it now and again. Jennifer documents the cute, tasty vegan lunches she prepares for her son, complete with a culinary review by “shmoo.” This site is proof that vegan food can be delicious, as can school lunches.
  4. Mahanandi—This site has been a great source when attempting to create Indian-style dishes. The photos are always colorful and appetizing, and the recipes never fail to inspire.
  5. A Blithe Palate—Reading Cath’s site feels like curling up with a good book. And she quotes M.F.K. Fisher on her About page. I’m hooked.
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stockholm: weekend outdoor market in södermalm

I happened upon a lovely outdoor market near the Medborgarplatsen area of Södermalm on Saturday. Södermalm is sort of Stockholm’s answer to the Village in Manhattan, or Haight-Ashbury before it became a completely gentrified parody of itself. In Söder—as it’s called by Stockholmers—you’ll find strange characters and hipsters, artists and boutique owners, and some of the coolest clubs and bars. (I’m amused to no end by the names of some Stockholm establishments. For example, a bar called “Dickens” featuring a likeness of the famous writer on its sign and a menu completely unrelated to England in the Industrial Age). That said, Södermalm is actually composed of a number of neighborhoods, only a couple of which I’ve really explored.

Getting back to the market near Medborgarplatsen… I was on my way to my favorite little Södermalm boutique when I spotted a stall selling fruits and vegetables. Aha, an outdoor market! Naturally, I had to check it out and take surreptitious photos when nobody was looking.

Södermalmers are a lucky bunch. The market includes both organic and conventional foods, including produce, meats, cheeses, sausages, seafood, bread, honey, natural body care products, and wool rugs. Everything is meticulously fresh and appetizing, and the shoppers are amusingly organized in their browsing. When the market gets a little crowded, people instinctively queue up to get through the long, relatively narrow row of market stalls. No elbows are used here, and the sellers quietly explain their wares to curious customers.

Had I stayed longer in Stockholm, I could have easily bought quite a lot. Here are my photos:

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Gorgeous green beans.

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This is the bread guy, captured from an angle because I was too embarassed to photograph him head on. He sells delicious whole grain rye breads, which I was tempted to take back to California. These very fresh breads probably wouldn’t have survived the trip.

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Beautiful fresh carrots. Swedish carrots are the best I’ve ever tasted.

corn_guy

This fellow only sells fresh corn, and he’s got a large corn plant to prove it. Passing his stand, I wondered whether his corn is non-GMO.

crayfish_stand

Pickled crayfish, just the thing for a weekend crayfish party. In Sweden, crayfish season is greeted with crayfish parties, where crayfish is consumed by revelers wearing crayfish hats.

goat_cheese

The goat cheese stand. The cheese tastes like a mild chevre, but is packed in olive oil labneh-style.

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Squash, heralding the arrival of autumn.

herbs

Herbs for your kitchen garden.

meats

The outdoor market includes several meat stalls, each focusing on a different type of meat, among them turkey and pork. These charcuterie are made of wild boar (vildsvin, right?).

jams

Fresh jams and juices made from a variety of berries.

preserved_veg

A variety of preserved vegetables, probably an important staple in the old days before refrigerated imports. It’s nice to see this tradition alive and well in an outdoor market.

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blog day, or why i am a dork

I’m just doing a little web surfing while waiting for my connecting flight to San Francisco. I thought I’d peruse some foodblogs and see what’s been going on in the blogosphere lately. Of course, it completely slipped my mind that August 31st was Blog Day. Lo and behold, Anne from Anne’s Food and Bonnie from Daydream Delicious both kindly mentioned an open cupboard as one of their favorite new blogs. How sweet!

I had intended to compile a list of my own, but what with work and stumbling around Stockholm taking photos like the food-crazed dork that I am, I forgot (insert sheepish smiley here). Next year, I’ll put a reminder in my Google Calendar so I don’t forget, assuming I remember to check my Google Calendar. *Sigh*. Did I mention that I’m a dork?

Thanks again to Anne and Bonnie for their kind comments and links!

Stay tuned for more Stockholm photos…

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stockholm: medieval tavern medeltidskrogen sjätte tunnan

Úlfr Grímsson lumbers into the dark, noisy tavern. He is famished from a long day of seafaring and battle, and thirsty for a good jug of mead. Úlfr wearily lugs his Viking gear and sack into the tavern’s back room, carefully wipes the blood off the end of his spear, and hangs it on the wall along with his hatchet. (His wife has nagged him a thousand times about bringing dirty implements of battle into the house. He knows better than to raise the ire of the tavern keeper’s watchful wife.) He leans his shield against the wall. Úlfr heaves a sigh of relief as he lays down his load and takes a seat on the bench at his favorite table.

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The tavern keeper quickly appears with a menu. He inquires about the welfare of Úlfr’s wife Tórfa, and about his travels at sea. Úlfr exchanges pleasantries and is soon perusing the menu.

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Úlfr chooses the boar stew, a warm, satisfying meal at the end of a long day. The tavern keeper quickly brings him a mug of mead and a bowl of cabbage soup to start with. (The tavern keeper has learned from experience that Hungry Vikings tend to get peevish.) The soup is sweetened with honey and fortified with meat stock. The cabbage is buttery and warm.

cabbage_soup

Next comes the boar stew, along with warm, coarse bread and creamy farmer’s cheese. Úlfr hungrily digs into the stew with a spoon. The stew is a mess of flavors that mingle in his mouth. The boar is gamey and fresh, the prunes are soft and sweet, the mushrooms are earthy. The chunks of parsnip surprise him, their tuberous, grassy flavor deepening with each bite. Strong, dependable parsnips, rich, grounded, mushrooms, and sweet, plump prunes. “Like Tórfa,” says Úlfr, laughing to himself. He eats a big spoonful of stew with tangy sour cream and lingonberries, and thinks of home.

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The tavern keeper appears and takes away the empty plates. He soon returns with dessert, prepared by the tavern keeper’s wife. A long board with three earthenware bowls is placed before Úlfr: forest berry compote, curd cake with nuts, and whipped cream. Úlfr wipes dribbled stew off his beard with the tablecloth and finishes his mead. The sight of the red berries and sweet whipped cream have piqued his hunger again. He scoops up a spoonful of soft, sweet berries, then crumbly, nutty cake, and airy whipped cream, and devours it. He closes his eyes as the textures and flavors blend in his mouth. Úlfr repeats the ritual while a minstrel plays a lute and sings.

dessert

Belching loudly, Úlfr stretches his arms and heaves himself off the bench, tossing his payment to the tavern keeper. He yawns and gathers his pack, then takes his hatchet and spear off their hanging place on the wall. He picks up his shield and makes his way towards the door. Stepping out into the cold night, Úlfr heads home to Tórfa.

Sjätte Tunnan
Stora Nygatan 43
111 27 Stockholm
Tel: 08-440 09 19

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foodbloggers in stockholm

The other day, I met Anne of Anne’s Food here in Stockholm. Anne and her husband very kindly invited me over to their home for a proper Swedish dinner. You can read Anne’s post detailing the delicious menu, here.

I have to say that Jansson’s Temptation was my favorite—a sort of potato casserole made of grated potatoes, cream, butter, and anchovies. The sweet cream, salty/umami anchovies, and earthy, dense potatoes make an tasty and unique dish, melding disparate flavors and textures. I’m still not sure how to describe cloudberries. There’s something vaguely familiar about their flavor, but I can’t pinpoint a specific taste memory that is even remotely similar. They were delicious as Anne prepared them, cooked briefly with a little sugar and spooned over Swedish vanilla ice cream.

I’ve been swooning over Swedish vanilla ice cream, and for good reason, it seems. According to Anne, most cows in Sweden are pastured, not fattened on soybeans and wading in cow cookies. Grass-fed-pastured-non-rbST-happy-healthy-Walt-Whitman-reading cows are the *norm* here, because there is no real agribusiness machine to rage against. The result is very fresh-tasting, full-flavored dairy products.

Thanks, Anne, for a great day and a lovely dinner!

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stockholm: östermalms saluhall

These photos are of Östermalms Saluhall, a gourmet food hall in the upscale region of Östermalm. The hall includes a variety of stalls, including a bakery, confectionary, greengrocers, fishmongers, butchers, and cheese shops. There are stalls that sell homemade goods like Swedish meatballs, quiches, potato puffs, pâtés, and fish spreads. Östermalms Saluhall also has restaurants, including both Japanese smørrebrød eateries. A coffee and tea shop offers an extensive variety of both purveyors of caffeine.

Cloudberries!

Fresh cloudberries in their own juice.

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Cakes at a confectioner’s stall.

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A fishmonger’s stall.

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Crayfish

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Havskräftor, of course. I’m guessing they’re langoustines.

lobsters

American and Nordic lobsters, from the Atlantic and Northern Atlantic, respectively.

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Fresh hazelnuts. Who knew?

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Nuts (not sure what kind… anyone?). A few almonds thrown in for good measure.

new potatoes

A box of famously delicious new potatoes. The grocer said they need to be refrigerated for optimal freshness and flavor.

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Cabbage plants for sale at an outdoor nursery right outside of Östermalms Saluhall. According to the Vasa Museum, growing cabbage is an old Swedish tradition.

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spinach not pesto with pasta

Here’s a recipe for a light summer supper.

spinach, ricotta, and gorgonzola not pesto with pasta
1 lb pasta, cooked and drained, 1-2 cups reserved cooking water
butter
1 bunch fresh spinach, washed, trimmed, and coarsely chopped
1/3 lb fresh ricotta cheese
3-4 TBS crumbled blue cheese (I used Point Reyes)
1 ripe tomato, roughly chopped
salt and pepper to taste
dash of nutmeg

  • Melt a little butter in the pot you used to cook the pasta, and add in the spinach.
  • Cover, and cook on medium heat. If the spinach gets too dry, add a little splash of pasta water.
  • When the spinach has just wilted, turn off the flame. If there is visible liquid in the pot, you can drain it, save it for soup, or use it to moisten the pasta.
  • Crumble in the ricotta cheese.
  • Blitz the spinach and ricotta with a stick blender until it turns into a sauce. Don’t make it too liquidy, stop as soon as the spinach and cheese begin to meld. You might want to experiment a bit with the texture, leaving some spinach leaves unblitzed.
  • Crumble in the blue cheese and stir. Taste. If you like a stronger blue cheese flavor, add more.
  • Toss in the tomatoes and season to taste with salt and pepper. Sprinkle in a dash of nutmeg, stir, and taste to correct seasoning.
  • Plate pasta and moisten with a splash of cooking water. Toss pasta with the not pesto and grate parmegiano reggiano cheese on top.

Serves 2-3

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crackers i have known

When there’s no bread in the cupboard, and you don’t feel like making popcorn, a good cracker is just the thing for a crisp, mid-morning snack. Along with a slice or two of sharp cheddar cheese, crackers are wonderfully crunchy and filling, perhaps moreso because of their crunchiness. Alas, not all crackers are created equal. I’ve often been disappointed by crackers that go stale only a few days after opening the package, their once satisfying crunch dwindling down to a sad crumble. And don’t even get me started on those mass-produced boxes of hydrogenated soybean oil, with a cardboard texture and a gauzy mouthfeel. The best crackers are crunchy and fresh, without unappealing ingredients that serve as cheap shelf-life extenders.

Here are my current favorites.

dr. kracker

An organic, whole grain brand, these crackers look a little too good to be true. Their trendy packaging and enthusiastic granola marketing initially raised my suspicions. I was wrong. Dr. Kracker’s flatbreads are really, really crunchy, and they stay that way. They’re also quite flavorful, whether made of wheat or spelt, or speckled with grated cheese and sunflower seeds. These crackers are great by themselves, or with a little butter and cheese. They’d probably be great for dunking or breaking into a bowl of soup in the winter.

ines rosales olive oil tortas

“Las legitimas y acreditadas,” legitimate and accredited, claims the packaging. Ines Rosales’ Andalusian tortas are sweet and anise flavored, a fine accompaniment to a cup of tea. I found them at Market Hall, the local gourmet shop, and was immediately intrigued by the idea of sweet olive oil-based crackers. Each torta is wrapped in wax paper, which keeps it fresh and crisp. These tortas are definitely not organic or whole-grain, but that’s not really what they’re about. Originally handmade by Rosales herself, tortas de aceite are a simple treat, made mostly of flour, olive oil, sugar, anise and sesame seeds. The tortas aren’t handmade anymore, but their homey packaging and simple flavor make them seem like they are.

eriksson’s korntunnbröd

I spotted a box of Eriksson’s handmade barley “thin bread” at Ikea. I’ve never eaten barley bread before, so naturally, I had to buy a box. These organic flatbreads look like matza, but they’re unlike any bread of affliction you’ve ever eaten. The barley crackers are paper thin and crisp, with a mildly sweet flavor—probably a result of the barley and condensed milk included in the ingredients. I’ve enjoyed this flatbread on its own, and as a vehicle for an egg and cheese open-face sandwich. The Erikssons recommend the traditional accompaniments: “goat or cow cheese, jam or just butter.” Alternatively, you can “break the bread into milk or yogurt, for breakfast or supper.” Mmm… barley flatbread and filmjölk.

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nagaimo: the legend of the slimey tuber

groceries

Remember that weird looking vegetable I bought at Berkeley Bowl? It’s up there on the right, looking potato-like in an anemic sort of way, and somewhat hairy. Nagaimo is its Japanese name, and the Japanese turn it into a pancake called okonomiyaki, or “pancake made of weird slimey root vegetable.” If you thought tapioca was slimey, bubble drink pearls ain’t got nothin’ on nagaimo. Aliens exploding from Sigourney Weaver’s belly are less slimey than this. Seriously.

Still, slime can be an asset when you’re trying to get pancake batter to stick together. Hence okonomiyaki: a thick pancake filled with thinly sliced cabbage, scallions, pork belly, and shrimp. Okonomiyaki is crisp on the outside and soft on the inside, and—unlike Sigourney Weaver—exploding with contrasting flavors. The pancake is topped with sweet and sour sauce and sprinkled with seaweed flakes. It is then decorated with thin lines of Japanese mayonnaise, sliced like a pizza, and served. Nagaimo is both a binder and a starchy filler for the batter, which is rounded out with some flour and eggs.

My attempt at okonomiyaki was tasty, if not entirely authentic. I didn’t have any pork belly, shrimp, or scallions on hand, nor did I have any Japanese maonnaise (or any mayonnaise at all, for that matter). But I’m the type of person who insists on baking chocolate cake when I’m fresh out of chocolate and eggs. Once I’ve got an idea in my head, well, that’s it. Equipped with the basics—nagaimo, flour, eggs, and cabbage—I came up with a pretty tasty dinner pancake in the okonomiyaki style.

Here’s what I did. Using this traditional okonomiyaki recipe as a guide, I:

  • Quadrupled the recipe, producing 2 large pancakes and one small pancake, enough for about 4 servings
  • Substituted natural, full fat yogurt for half the water
  • Omitted one egg
  • Substituted grated cheddar cheese for the meat and shrimp
  • Substituted minced miniature leeks for the scallions (white part only)
  • Substituted ripped, toasted nori squares for the seaweed flakes
  • Cooked the pancakes in coconut oil
  • Topped the pancakes with my own sweet and sour sauce made by cooking fresh, whole tomatoes with soy sauce, vinegar, and mustard, salt and pepper

The result was an interesting mix of flavors and textures, the somewhat crunchy cabbage playing against the softness of the pancake, the gooeyness of the cheese and the crispness of the pancake on the outside. The aged cheddar added tang and depth, while the leeks lent an onion flavor with a slight bite. The sweet and sour sauce and the seaweed provided a counterpoint to the strong flavors on the inside of the pancake. The beauty of okonomiyaki, it seems, is its encapsulation of (almost) all flavors—sour, sweet, salty, umami—and contradiction of textures—crisp and soft, gooey and crunchy.

The vegetarian okonomiyaki was fun to eat, but I imagine that the original is a much more adventurous exercise in flavor and texture. Removing the pork belly and shrimp is like taking the filling out of pain au chocolat. You’re left with a croissant—a treat in itself—but it isn’t pain au chocolat.

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