so, it depends what do you mean by brunch. personally, i have a penchant for rich and lavish ones, with large and wide tables of colurful trays, cold, warm, steaming hot, and so on. with a special emphasis on the desserts selection.
well, Brasserie Elverket is not like that. which does not necessarily imply that it is a scant brunch- just, in a minor key. The buffet is actually limited, and some classics are noticeably missing (grilled tomato, where art thou?); when it comes to sweets you do have a choice: brownies -wait a second, aren’t exactly those for sale at the COOP?- and self-made waffles. Not that i have stong feelings against waffles, but if i go to a brunch, i definetively do not want to cook myself. and i want even less to queue for more than fiftheen minutes to prepare myself a waffle, especially given my poor cooking skills.
I shall say that the inner room is very nicely decorated and the ambient is overall pretty cool. shame that the tables outside are actually on the street, and are bunched together as a tight bunch of roses. to get to my chair i had to undertake a cross-country race among the other custumers’ chairs.
conversation highlights: on how the sweds inhale when they pronounce the word “hyes”, and on the connected misunderstanding that arises in foreigners, who understand these aspirated sounds as displays of fear/disgust/sheer surprise.
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