It’s now my second winter in Stockholm and I still haven’t found my bearing when it comes to icy, slippery, hellish sidewalks. The result being that I look like a less excited and less cute version of Bambi on ice. So, this means spending copious amounts of time indoors meaning that I officially finished my master’s thesis a few weeks back and before that curated an exhibition featuring a cutting-edge Japanese architecture firm. Whew!
Ah, if only the city could evenly zamboni the ice to resurface it smoothly, then I would probably opt for the relief of popping on my ice skates and gliding around more gracefully.
Winter is still on, but sadly the delicious saffron buns that make it slightly more bearable have come and gone. #roughlife
Fortunately I took these pictures of the delicious saffron buns at Fabrique before they vanished until next year. That way I can salivate all over my keyboards indulging in the sweet tasty memory, while absence makes the heart grow fonder.