Feeling Swedish on my Birthday

I only speak to both my mom and dad on the same day two or three times a year. On Christmas, on my birthday, and sometimes on New Year's Eve.

My dad left me a message this morning, and then I spoke to my mom. In between calling my dad back, i cooked up my main meal for the next week, but instead of just making some meatsauce, or chicken based sauce for my whole wheat pasta, I decided I felt overly Swedish today, and cooked up Swedish meatballs.

I then spoke to my dad, and asked him how he makes them, and I wasn't that far off. Really, the only ingredient i was missing was breadcrumbs, but even if I'd spoken to him beforehand, it wouldn't have mattered, as i don't have breadcrumbs in my kitchen.

So I debated whether I reach out to some people and see if anyone wanted to meet for 1/2 price sushi (Sundays & Mondays) or not. I opted to not, and continue spending my day on my own by eating swedish meatballs!

The biggest difference though, is that I failed to buy potatoes at the grocery store last Friday, so I'm eating the meatballs along side of pasta.

Happy Birthday to me (and Karma!)

Cherries and swedish chocolate for dessert! It's been a good day.