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Swedish Breakfast

July 17, 2011

I feel like the kid in the photo above: pretty happy. Today is Saturday, the weather is heavenly, power-walked with my amazing brother this morning. It was such an American morning! We passed freshly manicured lawns, feared two dogs charging for the gates as they heard us talking, waved and talked to to older walkers and soccer moms and saw tons of kids training for football and soccer matches. All that was missing was the Dalmatian from the local firehouse. What does any of this have to do with Swedish breakfasts? Nothing. This kind of day with, filled with sunshine, wholesomeness just reminds me of my former bread and cheese breakfasts in Gothenburg. Simple.

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