For the last 2 Friday nights, I’ve taken NS to dinner – pretty nice deal for him, eh?
The first was to a restaurant called Piren, or the pier, an appropriate name, as the restaurant is built entirely over the water on a pier. It’s modern, straight-lined design creates a cozy interior enclosed by glass walls to enjoy the gorgeous views. Piren is just a 10-minute walk from our place, and I’ve been itching to go, so I surprised NS with it by leading him through the snowy, waterside, moon-lit trail to our destination.
A bottle of red and some homemade rolls with cream cheese held us over until our entrées arrived – mine a grilled, rosemary & garlic-encrusted lamb filé with creamy carrot mash and truffle oil and NS a grilled entrecote with bearnaise sauce and fries.
And dessert of course: créme brulée with caramel apple sorbet and chocolate fondant with passionfruit ice cream. Quite a mix of flavors, but they worked.
Then there was our culinary experience this past Friday, of slightly lesser quality – our late-night stop at Max’s (the McDonald’s of Sweden, but better). But ohhhh how my cheeseburger and fries hit the spot!