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Kaarin Marx Smith's avatar

Miriam, thank you for this lovely post. I have such good memories of fika -- your story about how your family would always have a thermos of coffee and some bullar in the car for trips especially resonated. I still remember the trip we took from Trondheim to my grandmother's village in northern Sweden -- stopping by the side of the roadc for our cheese and butter sandwiches and a thermos of of strong coffee. Of course, there were many other occasions with aunts, cousins, friends where Fika would include something like cake and coffee...it's a tradition I've tried hard to bring to my life here in the US, but it never seems quite the same.

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Denise E Potter's avatar

That’s fascination Miriam. I’m up for a Fika anytime. You bring the coffee and I’ll bring cake.

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