Swedish meatballs
Last year we went to Singapore to spend Christmas with my family and my brother had his annual Christmas party. The highlight of the party are the Swedish meatballs (and my sister-in-law’s uncanny ability to wrap presents without using any scotch tape). The meatballs are a special recipe and a dish he slaves over for hours on end. We know this because Kerry and I helped him cook them last year.
This year we aren’t going to see my brother, so no meatballs for the holidays, except . . . if you go to IKEA where they serve Swedish meatballs in the cafeteria!!!
We thought Maddox would love them but he was only interested in the lolliberry jelly that comes with with it.
Mission accomplished. We got our Swedish meatball fix and some Christmas shopping done. Maddox loves the tents and crawl tunnels they have at IKEA. So we bought a Korall Anemon and a Speja (I can’t pronounce any IKEA name without sounding like the Swedish chef).