Monday, August 18, 2014

Urban natured in Stockholm

Sandasjön, Nacka, Stockholm  |  Urban natured in Stockholm on afeathery*nest  |
There were so many reasons we moved to Sweden, but one of the top ones was definitely the way you can live in the royal and governmental seat of a country, yet be so near to nature, fresh air and clean water. If you want to be a little more distanced from the city, that's easy to do, too, but whether it's a little forest-y bike ride, a woodland walk in your backyard, or a lakeside ride a few neighborhoods over, it's so easy to straddle the lines of city and country from right here in Stockholm.

In New York I always found it more taxing on my senses to "escape". Even if I stayed in the city, the way home inevitably involved a re-stresser (hello, MTA) or if I left, a disappointing destination. Both of which could easily redo all the knots the day was meant to have undone (definitely not always, though).

The reason I bring this is up is that this Sunday a conflation of events happened that I think could only happen in Stockholm (at least as far as I know). While only a few miles apart, we were somehow both able to do the following at the same time:

R and his friend headed out to a nature preserve called Sandasjön in Nacka where one can do all sorts of "manly" things as they did, like fish (actually fish your dinner out of the lake!) and have open fires. While they didn't catch anything (despite the fishies dancing around right in front of their lines), they built a fire and used tree branches to grill some hefts of meat, so they were happy as can be. After more than 8 hours of doing what men do when they're alone with fire, they came home smelling of smoke and fresh air and all dreamy-eyed and relaxed.

Sunday morning pancakes  |  Urban natured in Stockholm on afeathery*nest  |
Meanwhile, I spent my morning out on the balcony reading when the wife of R's fishing friend called me. She was itching to get some knitting supplies after trying it out with some needles and yarn at our apartment last week. I wanted to tag along, so I quickly made my Sunday pancakes for one (couldn't leave without some sustenance!) then hightailed it out to catch a bus to meet her.

Since most retail stores are closed on Sundays, we met up at the very fancy NK department store. I felt like a lady from one of those movies set in NYC in the 50s and 60s who goes to an elegant department store to have her hair set and then wanders about before lunching with lady friends. We did nearly the same: after perusing the very chic textiles area and picking out some lovely yarn and needles, we took a coffee in the atrium overlooking all the glam shops and perfectly coiffed grand dames walking about.

After our coffee we headed home to spend the rest of the afternoon with our knitting. None of my friends in NYC knit (at least that I know of), so I was mostly on my own except for a few afternoons knitting alongside my mom. Now that the weather is starting to get a wee bit crisper I'm already envisioning evenings this coming fall and winter after one of our dinner parties when we'll shoo the men out to the balcony with blankets for their chit chat and whiskey, and we can cozy up on the couch with our tea (or whiskey) and knitting.

One year ago:
The Delilah, a bewitching White Lady for summer eves &
Egg custard, or how to preserve a profusion of milk &
Arancini Taorminiesi, and how I cook


  1. Your pancake looks rather Swedish. Thin, doughier. My guess was you would make American pancakes? I like the Swedish ones better in any case. Especially when they are a dessert.

  2. Good eye! I'm not so much of a silver dollar/flapjack pancake kinda gal. I've always preferred them on the silkier, crepe-thin side. But, I'm flour intolerant so sometimes when I used to use pure buckwheat or almond flour back in NYC they'd get a little more...heftier (i.e., Here in Stockholm though, I've found a really good wheat-free flour blend that lets me get back to my whispery-thin ones!

  3. Love the look of that pancake. I'm sure you will enjoy having a partner in crime with your knitting. So much more fun that wsy.

  4. True, but I'll miss my other partner, too :).
    And, I got my love for crepe-pancakes from you!

  5. I'm loving all the pancake love! :)
    [ Thanks! ]


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