Stockholm and the grumpy dessert

Gräddbollar

Real life is work in progress. Fuck far field.

Walking in Gamla Stan, surrounded by camera wielding tourists, relaxed Swedes, Shoppes of every shape and content, you're bound to have a close encounter with a Gräddboll.
These guys go by many names - Wikipedia knows them all http://sv.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skumboll.

Emperor Palpatine as he personally endorses Gräddbollar.

Typically Swedish (in Austria they're also known as Schweden Bomben, and Emperor Palpatine apparently also reveres them), and originally from Denmark, at least according to the Israeli newspaper Jerusalem Post, Gräddbollar have succeeded at filling the empty spots inside the arteries of many dwellers of Scandinavia.

At least according to my first-hand research - conducted at Some unnamed café - they are made of an outer well-tempered chocolatey shell which hides a soft MARSHMALLOW CREAM - yes, you read it right, purely deadly sin - and with a thin yet heartening layer of marzipan at the base.
While Grädd is the Swedish for cream, the version I sampled had no hint of ever seeing any.


All my first-hand information was acquired by cajoling a Russian waitress to talk about a Swedish dessert which was prepared according to a Danish recipe.

Oh, by the way, the Gräddboll I sampled was quite horrible.

Of course, this is quite untrue.