L’Institut Suédois in Paris… Fika!
Whenever I go to the Marais, I never manage to do what I went there for.
The entry to the institute is enough to make you want to know more. With its beautiful arching entrance and peaceful courtyard with birds flitting amongst tables, even if you don’t fancy looking round the exhibition, it’s a great place to bring a book and relax after exploring the Marais.
|Wind down in the cobbled courtyard|
They bake their own bread every morning and, along with some typically French patisseries, they also sell Swedish delicacies. “Fika” in Swedish means “to take a break”, normally with family or friends over a coffee, which is an important part of their mindset. I think I like their culture. Facebook has an entire page on this word!
|I recommend the home-made carrot cake|
Aside from food, at the moment the Institut Suédois is celebrating 100 years since the death of famous writer, painter and photographer August Strindberg with a number of different exhibitions, conferences and performances in his honour.
Here’s to getting lost and finding what you weren’t looking for…
“To dare is to lose your foothold for a moment, to not dare is to lose yourself.” Ström (1981)
(Att våga är att tappa fotfästet en stund, att inte våga är att förlora sig själv) just dont ask for pronunciation
*Swede as in Swedish, not the vile vegetable which, along with meringue, is on the top of my most hated foods list.
All photos are reproduced with the kind permission of photographer Nils Boldt-Christmas. Thanks Nils!