Friday evening I thought we go for a Swedish traditional dinner at Sturehof. You know things like toast skagen, sill and snaps… Brian absolutely loved it and I’m so happy he could handle it (hah!). Guess he after all will be able to handle Midsummer and all our other weird Swedish traditions. Later on, Katarina popped by and all of a sudden it was being in Paris again. A perfect start to the Easter weekend!