The best cardamom bun I have eaten outside Stockholm, and they still remember how I take my flat white after one visit.

Came in soaked with a pushchair and a wet dog. Nobody blinked, the dog got a biscuit and we got the table by the window.

We booked the long table for my mum's seventieth. Soup, a mountain of sourdough and a lemon cake with her name piped on it.