Seems to be a pretty common concept over here. Normally some kind of buffet where you grab a plate and fill it up with what you feel like eating – so far all normal. Then, at the check-out, they weigh your plate and charge you a price strictly based on the weight, irrespective of what you’ve chosen for lunch.
It’s actually quite unbelievable that we haven’t really adopted this concept in Scandinavia, and especially in Sweden – The world’s capital of fairness. Or maybe we have, and it’s just me who hasn’t been around enough. Anyways, the majority of the Swedish population would absolutely love this. Remember what a relief it was when some supermarkets starting selling strawberries as of weight (as all other fruits and vegies) and not as of the “I haven’t overfilled the paper box at all” litre system. No arguing about if you’re entitled to two chicken breasts since the first one you got was smaller than your colleague’s one or not. If you want two, you take two, and pay for two. Easy as that!
Trying to make the flat feel a bit more like home. Leaving some clothes out here and there, on the sofa, over the back of a couple of chairs etc. Dirty socks on the floor. Shifting some furniture around. Leaving a bag on the dining table or some tissues on my bedside table. All to get that home feeling when you open the door to your flat after a day at work. However, it’s kind of hard when the cleaning lady nicely puts everything back to where it should be every day. *pling* Dagens I-landsproblem! Chairs neatly pushed in, clothes properly folded on the bed, dishes put away and so on. So instead of feeling more at home, I feel bad for having caused her extra work – and that wasn’t the plan really.
However, as long as she doesn’t touch my three Santa fridge magnets I got from my grandmother before I left, I really think I should just enjoy the luxury.
Now when I come to think about it, melon was probably not the most clever thing I chose to put on my lunch plate…
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