At Café Brasco, a laid-back place with comfy orange armchairs located on the corner of Folkungagatan and Renstiernasgatan, caffeine addicts often get a smile served  with their java.  It’s a great place to meet a friend, check your e-mail or rent a movie.  
On the glass counter, I spotted one of the most popular of Swedish pastries, the tasty treats which  used to be known as  “Negerbollar” (Nigger Balls).  Nowadays, most people call them Chocolate Balls or Cocunut Balls.  The pastry is a sort of  skeleton in the Swedish  linguistic closet. (…)

Are you curious about exotic immigrants, but not sure how to start a conversation? Help is at hand. (…)

When a twenty-year-old Swedish-born girl was chatting with her American cousin yesterday, she mixed up the Swedish word for lentils with the English word for contact lenses. (…)