Stockholm - Late night
Sooo, I'm done with the conference, and am massively jet-lagged (I've literally gotten in from Bangalore the night before). Its 11:00pm here, which means that it is, oh, something insane as far as my body is concerned. So, of course, on my way out the door I get hijacked for "one more drink".
Sigh.
Double Sigh.
Fast forward to a few hours later - I'm walking back to the hotel, and pass one of these delightful only in Stockholm places, where (and yes, I first was it on No Reservations) they serve hot-dogs.
Ok, kinda hot-dogs.
Ok, not really. They are tünnbrodsrule - weiners in flatbread, w/ shrimp-salad on top (and a bunch-a other stuff, but after the shrimp-salad I stopped worrying).
Of course I had to get one. And yes, it was good....
Sigh.
Double Sigh.
Fast forward to a few hours later - I'm walking back to the hotel, and pass one of these delightful only in Stockholm places, where (and yes, I first was it on No Reservations) they serve hot-dogs.
Ok, kinda hot-dogs.
Ok, not really. They are tünnbrodsrule - weiners in flatbread, w/ shrimp-salad on top (and a bunch-a other stuff, but after the shrimp-salad I stopped worrying).
Of course I had to get one. And yes, it was good....
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