Our first day in Stockholm, we awoke from our jet-lagged fog, scurried about quickly and clumsily to get dressed and appear decent enough to go to the breakfast room. You see, there was no coffee maker in the room, and we both require coffee to operate as decent human beings... We entered a room with a rather impressive spread, not that I should be surprised. The Swedish did, in fact, invented the Smorgasbord. I immediately made my way up to the coffee machine, taking mental note of the tiniest coffee cups I had ever seen. I calculated that I'd probably have to drink at least 5 or 6 of these in order to get the proper caffeine intake to survive my day. Tiny coffee cups are fairly traditional in Scandinavia. While initially, I found these coffee cups quaint, if not a slightly inconvenient delivery system for my coffee, I was delighted to realize that the Swedish take their coffee quite seriously. Scandinavian coffee is NO JOKE. It is extremely strong, and I was thrilled. Perhaps the coffee's sheer strength would help me limit the number of cups I'd consume. Funny side note: apparently Swedish folks find American coffee cups to be pretty comical. It seems we've acquired a reputation for bizarrely, huge coffee mugs.
Next, I made my way over to the cold beverage station. What can I say, I'm a gal that likes her beverages! I had my choice of water, orange juice, and apple juice. Just to the right of this was a station for yogurt and cereal. The primary cereal choice was muesli (and something else, perhaps corn flakes). There was also a large container of mixed berries, followed by a large container of yogurt. The berry mixture was relatively tart, containing Lingonberries, blueberries, and blackberries it seemed. The yogurt is quite different from what an American would expect: much thinner and tart. An American might expect these to be sweeter foods, but in Scandinavia, they're tart. I quite liked it that way, as I don't have much of a pallet for sweet foods in general. Even for me, it was a little tart, so I sweetened it slightly with honey from the coffee and tea station. Just to the left of the cold beverages, there was a large wooden cutting board with several loaves of bread. There were mostly darker varieties and a toaster.
There was a separate smorgasbord set up with baskets of rolls and hard bread (think: WASA variety hearing. I've seen eggs three ways: scrambled, soft-boiled, and hard-boiled, complete with egg-cups. Your average American doesn't use an egg-cup, so I was eager to give this a try. I am pleased to report that I was successful at taking the top off my soft-boiled egg with minimal mess, though I'm sure it didn't look particularly elegant coming from me! For those looking for some familiarity, bacon and sausage were both available, right next to the meatballs and lingonberry jam.
crackers. Long, hard, rectangles, grainy, and limited flavor on their own). The rolls and hard bread (crackers) are meant to be topped with cold cuts and vegetables. Cheese, a couple of salami's, and ham seem to be fairly traditional choices, along with cucumbers, tomatoes, and maybe some sliced red bell peppers. The most common way to eat this would be to make open-faced sandwiches with meat, cheese, and vegetables on it. You are also likely to see
In general, a Scandinavian breakfast is a savory one. There are a few similarities to a standard American breakfast, but several marked differences. The above described breakfast was in Stockholm, Sweden. Breakfast in Reykjavik, Iceland was similar with a few exceptions. The only eggs to be seen were hard-boiled, and no breakfast sausage, bacon, or meatballs. Everything else was more or less the same. Overall, it made me rethink breakfast, and I think I could definitely get used to a traditional Scandinavian breakfast.