"Do you want some cheesecake?" the husband called out from the kitchen yesterday morning as I dragged myself out of bed.
Sure, I said.
Somehow, the night before we never got around to dessert: instead A., the producer and C., the fashion photographer, had slept in front of the television - Miller's Crossing, one of my favorite period pieces - the husband had gotten up and crawled into bed and me, at 10 p.m., I was checking my e-mails and listening to the snores of three different people.
"Not bad," the husband said in the morning as he finished off his piece of cheesecake - made by A. with lingonberry jam and a gingerbread crust - and gulped down a cup of coffee, dashing off to Gothenburg for a weekend of work.
No wonder he has problems with his digestion.
The second Swedish word for the day is ont i magen. It means stomach ache.
- by Francis S.