A simple, summertime Scandinavian lunch at one of my favorite lunch spots in Stockholm. Smoked salmon, Swedish small potatoes, fresh dill and salad. Followed by unlimited black coffee (as always, included in the lunch price).
It was a delicious lunch, but it was made even better by the company we were in. An old friend and her not-so-new baby visiting us all the way from London. We sat around the table, multitasking a nursing baby and a sweet-tooth toddler, trying to eat and talk at the same time. We remembered a time that didn’t feel so long ago when we had lunch at the same spot, when we had all the time in the world to dream about the future. And here we were, in the present of that future with little ones in tow, hands busy, mouths censored (literally, my daughter would sometimes say: no talking mommy!) but hearts much fuller.