The battle of room 102 is done and the rightful winner is Lars who utterly crushed Gustaf in today’s game. In fact, Gustaf lost to Carina as well. And Märit. And Fredrik (who ruled the game). In fact, Gustaf was last. At the very end. And thus justice was served yet again :-)Dinner time. And at 1045 or so… Frank Martin. [...]fungrim
The lair of Lars J. Nilsson. Contains random musings on beer, writing and this thing we call life.
Having given the Hotel restaurant less then a stellar review yesterday I was curious about the breakfast. It was ok, better then the dinner and the coffee was actually excellent.And now Carina and Mr G arived with the night train… Which apparently was really good, although it apparently had accelerated and breaked rather hard and [...]fungrim
Me, Herr Mürberg and Johanna (E) found a lovely little bar after the dinner. Good stuff. The dinner had quite depressed me, but the bar more than made it up. Free little freshly cooked snack to the beer, on the house. Bean paste on white bread. Tomato and parmeggiano. Avocado. Etc. Damn good!Then there was the initial concert. [...]fungrim
So we had dinner at the hotel. It was, interesting. First of all, it’s a bunch old elderly people and us, OK? That’s all. Just. Elderly people and us. And then, dinner went on like an improvisation from the staff, it looked like they had no clue as to what they were doing!And they were out of wine. w00t!The actual food [...]fungrim