regularedinburghfoody readers will know, from endless repetition of this fact, that i’m swedish. i was weaned on salty licorice* and cinnamon buns. i grew up on crisp bread, herring and cured salmon. smoked reindeer heart is something i have eaten without finding it at all weird. i think meatloaf should be made from pike or moose. i like a bit of lingonberry jam with my black pudding. i think cider should taste like pop. i know the frog song** (at least the first verse). but as you know, i live in edinburgh, and have done so longer than i lived in sweden, so the swedish thing isn’t all that important. i don’t miss kalles kaviar*** one bit.